He was using money to buy her for one night.
Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes and looked at him. "Silver Mask King, you might not know my market value. If you want to buy me for one night, you'll have to exchange a box of money for a box of cheques."
Xuan Ying instantly narrowed his eyes, pinching her chin forcefully with his fingertips.
Feng Lingxue felt as though her chin was going to be crushed by him, but she remained calm and seductive. "You can have a lot of fun in one night, even if you don't use contraceptives. For someone like you who's so violent, even a box of cheques won't be enough."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man reached out and pulled her, causing her exquisite figure to fall onto his firm thighs.
"Feng Lingxue, I know you're cheap, but I didn't expect you to be this cheap. How many men have you slept with? Can you even count them?"
Feng Lingxue looked at him. "Silver Mask King, you're talking about this with a prostitute? I'm cheap and dirty, I'm afraid I'll dirty your clothes if I sit on your lap. Let me kneel. "
The ink in Xuan Ying's eyes spilled out, as though two storms that had been brewing for a long time had finally erupted, the storm was about to hit them.
She had provoked him again and again.
They hadn't met for three years and she was really full of thorns.
Perhaps she wasn't afraid enough.
Perhaps she had always thought that he was still the same Brother Ying, she didn't know his methods.
He reached over to her dress and tore it forcefully, tearing it from the top to the bottom.
Feng Lingxue thought about it. Ever since she entered Ah Jiao's Room, she knew everything, but she didn't know any martial arts.
In this chaotic world, it would be great if she knew some martial arts. She would be able to protect herself now.
But she was sent to Ah Jiao's Room to learn how to serve men. She had become a tool for men to entertain, how could she resist?
So now, she was no match for his strength.
She tried to protect her dress, but he had already torn it to the bottom.
Her translucent skin was exposed to the air, causing her to feel a bone-chilling coldness.
She quickly reached out to protect her underwear.
Xuan Ying already knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to protect her last shred of dignity.
His lips slowly curved, revealing his white teeth, like the fangs of a wild beast. He was about to pounce on her and bite her.
He wouldn't stop until he bit her to death.
His slender fingers hooked onto the strap of her bra and tugged it down forcefully.
"Ah!" Feng Lingxue cried out.
Her body was cold. Her clothes had been ripped off, revealing all of her face.
She raised her hand to slap him.
But who was Xuan Ying? His hand shot out at lightning speed, holding her hand behind her back. He smiled slowly. "Tsk tsk, are you angry? A prostitute should be good at taking off her clothes. "
Feng Lingxue's eyes reddened. Other than the two of them, there was also a chauffeur in the car.
The partition in the middle did not rise. Even though it was her back, she had already been seen by another man.
She was so cold that her teeth were chattering, and every breath she took seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. "What exactly do you want?"
"Are you afraid of me? Do you submit to me? "he asked with a smile.
Feng Lingxue knew that not only was he going to humiliate her, he was going to trample on her.
"Since you're not saying anything, it means that you're not afraid of being disobedient. Not bad, you're still trying to maintain your chastity after being a prostitute. I'll push you out now and let everyone see you naked for free."
What did he say?
Feng Lingxue's pupils contracted.
At this moment, Xuan Ying twisted his hand. Her exquisite body left his thighs and he pushed her out of the car from behind.
There were many people outside. His subordinates, the guests of the party, and many pairs of eyes.
She was naked.
Feng Lingxue fell onto the luxurious carpeted floor of the car. She reached out and grabbed onto the door frame, refusing to get out of the car.
One of her fingernails was broken, digging into her flesh. It hurt.
Xuan Ying bent down, his long fingers digging into her hair. He pressed her face forcefully against the carpet. His devilish face was extremely handsome. "Are you afraid? Do you submit to me? "
Feng Lingxue held onto the door frame. Her mind was filled with memories of when she first entered Ah Jiao's Room. She didn't listen to her mother and was whipped by willow branches every day.
One day, she climbed up the window and wanted to jump down. She was going to die anyway. A good death was better than a rotten life.
She didn't want to end up like her mother, being thrown into the army camp to become a prostitute. She wanted to escape from such a humiliating fate.
Just as she was about to jump down, Brother Ying appeared and carried her back.
Brother Ying gave her a piece of candy.
She peeled the candy and put it in her mouth. It was so sweet.
It was the first time in her life that she had tasted sweetness.
Feng Lingxue's lashes fluttered and a teardrop rolled down from the corner of her eye, quickly disappearing.
She moved her red lips. "I'm afraid … I submit …"
After saying that, he let go of her hair and carried her up.
She sat on his muscular thighs again.
Xuan Ying looked at her. Her long hair was messy and a few strands were tangled around her neck. He had hit her too hard just now and her face was flushed red, like a freshly bloomed rose that had been ravaged by someone.
He stretched his hand out to caress her face. Her skin was as smooth as silk. He was infatuated with the feeling. "That's good."
After saying that, he buried his head …
Feng Lingxue's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. She didn't feel any warmth from the intimate actions between lovers.
Xuan Ying lifted his head and kissed her face. Her face was red from pressing against the ground just now. He furrowed his brows and kissed her. "Are you dead? I don't expect you to moan anymore. You don't even have a reaction. Are you purposely making me unhappy? "
Feng Lingxue dodged. He could kiss her anywhere else, but not the face that was pressed against the ground just now.
"I don't know what to say or do. Silver Mask King, you can teach me."
Xuan Ying's eyes were bloodshot. He liked how obedient she was, but at the same time, he felt that she was too mechanical at the moment. It was an eyesore.
He leaned against the sofa indolently, grasping her slender waist. He thought about the dance she had just performed in the living room. After not seeing her for three years, she had become even more seductive.
He pulled her into his arms. "How do you service other men? Serve me now."
"Oh."
Feng Lingxue wrapped her arms around his neck, moving forward to kiss his lips.
Xuan Ying could smell the fragrance on her body. Her red lips were getting closer and closer.
She was about to kiss him.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
But the next second, Feng Lingxue suddenly stopped. "I'm sorry, I forgot that you find me dirty. Silver Mask King, don't worry. I won't touch your lips, never."
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