Chapter 1285
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This was torture for Li Yinian, and it wasn't a pleasure for Qiao Yanze either. The woman's body was extremely stiff. Although she didn't struggle anymore, every cell in her body was resisting his intimacy.
She bit her lips. Other than the muffled moans that escaped from her throat when the pain was unbearable, she did not make any other sounds. Her eyes were tightly shut, but her eyelashes were constantly trembling. Her pitch-black eyes made her already pale face look even more bloodless, as if her life was slowly draining away.
Qiao Yanze took a deep breath and leaned over to kiss her. She shivered and didn't reject him, but her lips weren't warm at all.
The man was stunned by the cold touch.
He stared at her unblinkingly, as if he wanted to take in every single one of her expressions. The familiar expression of forbearance made his pupils contract a little.
Qiao Yanze didn't seem to want to give up. He pressed down on her and moved, but all he saw was her frowning and pained expression.
He suddenly closed his eyes and pressed his lips against her face. The cold temperature seemed to extinguish the crazy flames he was experiencing.
Li Yinian groaned and opened her eyes.
Her face was filled with surprise and disbelief.
Qiao Yanze was still leaning on her with his eyes closed, trying to calm his breathing.
Perhaps because he felt the woman's gaze, he opened his eyes and met her gaze.
The man curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. There was an indescribable sadness in them.
He reached out and tried to touch her face, but Li Yinian dodged back in shock.
This action caused the smile on Qiao Yanze's face to completely freeze.
"Sorry," he said hoarsely.
Those three words seemed to make Li Yinian's suppressed emotions explode. Her eyes turned red, and her body trembled in anger. In the next second, she swung her right hand and slapped the man's face with all her strength.
Qiao Yanze had seen what she was doing, but he didn't dodge. He took the slap, and the left side of his face turned red.
The fourth time.
Qiao Yanze smiled silently. It seemed like she really, really hated his touch.
"Scram." Li Yinian said hoarsely. She stepped back and tried to escape his embrace, but her voice was broken by anger and humiliation. "Get lost."
Qiao Yanze did not move.
"No, this is your room …" She seemed to have just thought of something and laughed self-deprecatingly. "I'll get out."
After saying this, she completely withdrew from his embrace and turned to get off the bed. However, the moment her feet touched the ground, she couldn't help but squat on the ground, as if she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Qiao Yanze finally came back to his senses. He grabbed a coat and put it on. Then, he walked over and tried to carry her.
"Don't touch me!" She choked out these three words.
Qiao Yanze's breathing became heavier. After a moment of silence, he picked up the blanket from the bed and draped it over her.
Li Yinian dodged subconsciously. She only relaxed when she saw that it was a blanket that landed on her. She wrapped herself tightly and leaned against the edge of the bed to accumulate her strength.
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