Seducing Him - Chapter 56

She remembered him writing in that dark, secluded room.

By the window.

Ci Yiyang leaned her head on his shoulder. The young man’s body was feverish, causing the sweat she had no strength to wick away to dampen the black hair at her temples. Her chest was pressed against the window, yet it felt cool.

“Mmm…” He lifted his flushed face and glanced at the dark, rainy night outside. His eyes were filled with a hazy regret.

He really wanted to do it with her by the window. He craved the danger of being discovered at any moment, where she would feel tense and instinctively cling to him, making him her only support. In that moment, her eyes and heart would be solely focused on him.

But his “sister” didn’t seem to want to go through with it.

Lu Jin, filled with regret, lifted her soft body and carried her toward the bed.

Ci Yiyang was placed on the bed. Before she could even react, the young man, like a large plush dog, pounced on her, leaving her breathless.

With the soft quilt underneath her, he held her face and kissed her urgently, as if he hadn’t touched her in a long time. The torrent of his desire was released through his lips and teeth.

Without his usual pretense, the boy’s viciousness naturally surfaced. He ferociously blocked her escape, his warm body pressing against her in a perfect, intimate fit.

His kisses were always wild, so dense she couldn’t breathe.

All she could hear was his quick panting, and all she could smell was his cold, distinct scent that she couldn’t shake off.

Ci Yiyang couldn’t help but frown. With immense effort, she snatched her numb tongue back from his grasp. She wrapped her arms around him, stopping his next kiss, and managed to utter a complete sentence.

“Stop kissing me.”

“No,” he mumbled, lost in a daze as he licked the corner of her lips and reached for her wrist. “Sister, don’t move… Just one more kiss… just for a little while.”

He loved exchanging fluids with her, their tongues intertwined endlessly.

He loved it so much that he wanted to bind all her struggles and kiss her until they both lost consciousness.

Like two goldfish thrown out of a warm fishbowl, they would be dehydrated and suffocate to death together.

The boy held her, panted, and even shamelessly groaned.

Ci Yiyang’s lips were so numb she couldn’t feel them. The moment she turned her head to avoid him, he would cling to her again.

A stray dog she couldn’t shake off.

She couldn’t help but feel angry and glared at him. “Lu Jin!”

But her eyes, veiled with mist, held no power to intimidate him. They were soft and tender, making him lose control.

“Mmm…” He panted and released her lips, slowly sitting up on her waist and taking off his shirt, revealing a beautifully muscled body.

His skin was very fair, a pale that had a strange, almost sickly pallor, like a corpse’s that hadn’t seen the light in years. It gave him an unnatural, inhuman look.

And yet, his face was flushed.

Seeing her gaze lowered, Lu Jin followed her line of sight, slowly lifted his moist eyelids, and leaned in to kiss her, pleading in a low voice, “Sister, help me take off the rest.”

What was left?

Only his pants.

Ci Yiyang, with a blank face, unfastened his waistband.

Before she could fully pull them down, she already felt the young man’s robust heat.

What was tightly contained had long been impatient, suddenly springing out and slapping the back of her hand, as if scolding her for being too slow, for not giving him a quick release.

Ci Yiyang gasped. Then something entered her sight, completely exposed.

It was ferocious, with a clean, crystal-like crimson sheen.

She hadn’t expected him to be at this level and instinctively put her hands on the edge of the bed, wanting to retreat.

But Lu Jin had anticipated this. He unhurriedly took her outstretched hands and slowly pulled them back, pinning them to the headboard.

“Sister, you can’t back down. You have to watch, to feel my fresh heart, my scorching bl00d. They all flow for you.”

“Sister, open your eyes and look at me. Look at me.”

“Sister…”

The young man looked dazed, lowering his head to kiss and rub against her neck. He called her “sister” over and over again in a tender voice, but his actions were ruthless, without a hint of gentleness.

With every “sister,” it felt as if her bones were shaking apart. A tingling soreness followed the deepening penetration, and her skin visibly turned pink.

Ci Yiyang’s pale neck was arched as she continued to lose her mind.

So full.

Her throat was blocked. Lying on the pillow, her clear almond eyes were hazy with mist, and her body was trembling like a ripe fruit, about to burst with overripe juice.

He sighed deeply, his pupils unfocused, veins on his forehead and neck bulging. He couldn’t help but hold her and push the overflowing lust deeper.

He went all the way in.

This made it easy for the fluids to get on him.

But she couldn’t care less now.

Held by Lu Jin, her voice was choked and intermittent. She couldn’t care, completely forgetting who was who.

Maybe it was just as he said—they were two heads sprouting from the same soil, naturally destined to intertwine like flourishing vines, inseparable from one another.

The window, shrouded in the darkness of the night, reflected the young man’s face, filled with the same wet, cold obsession as the night.

Sometimes, Ci Yiyang was annoyed by her overly punctual “biological clock,” which caused her to wake up too early, just in time to encounter the man’s uncontrollable morning urges.

He hadn’t even opened his eyes, but his body was already awake.

She tried to push away the hand he had draped over her, but he held her too tightly. Her few movements only made his unrestrained urges press against her even more brazenly.

“Lu Jin!” She didn’t dare to move, angrily pushing his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

The young man, like a pure white angel, slowly opened his pure black eyes. His pupils were unfocused as he stared at her for a few seconds. Before he could fully wake up, he hooked his arm around her waist, making them press against each other in a perfect fit.

The situation became more obvious.

He seemed to have noticed it himself, but he just raised his hand to rub his hair, let out a faint “tsk” from his lips, and then used his knee to push her legs apart, entered without any resistance after two quick rubs outside.

After entering, he let out a low, drawn-out sigh. The redness that had been in his eyes from waking up instantly spread to his cheekbones.

This wasn’t enough.

He rolled over, propping himself above her with both hands, and started moving while asking her what she was doing.

His tone was full of complaint and grievance, as if she had woken him up.

Ci Yiyang was shaking violently. She grabbed the pillow with both hands to try and steady herself, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at him.

He must be insane!

Asking her what she was doing?

She was so angered by this shameless man she almost laughed.

Perhaps the expression on her face was just too adorable. Lu Jin couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss the corner of her lips. He panted and complained, “Sister, you do this to me first thing in the morning. I wasn’t even fully awake and thought I was dreaming… it felt so good.”

He sighed and then added with a smile, “Good thing it wasn’t a dream.”

Ci Yiyang had never seen anyone so shameless. After he completely dropped his pretense, he was like a little beast who could run wild at any moment.

Her face was beet red. After a long pause, she managed to squeeze out two shattered words between her teeth, “Stray dog.”

“Hmm?” He furrowed his brows in thought, not forgetting to thrust hard. After a long while, when he felt it, he finally laughed.

“That sounds nice.”

As his satisfaction sank in, Ci Yiyang’s mind went blank. She lost control and left a red mark on his neck.

“You’re a psychopath…”

In the morning, after the white mist outside had dissipated and the sun shone through the window, the used condoms on the floor were scattered everywhere.

Ci Yiyang was carried to the bathroom by him for a wash and was now lying on her stomach on the pillow, taking a long time to regain her senses.

She tremblingly propped herself up with her delicate wrists, wanting to get out of bed while he was in the bathroom. She would pick up the stained dress from the floor, quickly put it on, and quietly leave.

After she had gotten out, she realized it was her room.

But now she didn’t dare to go back.

Lu Jin’s energy was too abundant.

After doing it for so long last night, he could continue in the morning. She couldn’t bear it anymore.

She raised her hand and looked at her phone.

It was already eleven o’clock.

She first went to the guest room next door to find some clothes she could change into. After getting dressed, she went downstairs.

When she went down, someone was already there.

Luo Lin was still in her wheelchair, and Lu Lan was giving instructions to the maid in a gentle tone.

The young man who had already come downstairs was lounging on the sofa by the window.

The sunlight shone on his skin, making it so fair with just a hint of pink.

He looked clean and transparent, difficult to touch.

Different from last night, perhaps because he was satisfied, his beautiful eyebrows held a gentle softness. His casual clothes and superior physique made everyone’s eyes turn to him with every move.

Sensing her gaze, he moved his eyes from the boring scenery outside the window and landed on the person still standing in front of the winding vintage staircase. He curled his lips slightly.

“Sister is awake.”

Lu Lan turned her head and saw that her face looked a bit weak. She asked the maid to bring the warm nourishing soup.

Ci Yiyang said a quiet thank you and sat at the table, taking a sip of the soup.

Before she could swallow, she heard Lu Lan say, “Ah Jin said you fainted last night. This is soup specially brewed to nourish your bl00d and energy. The doctor who will re-examine Luo Lin this afternoon will be coming. Yiyang, would you like to get a checkup as well?”

Lu Lan looked at her with concern, not at all suspicious of why she had fainted for no reason.

Lu Jin made her faint. If she hadn’t pretended to faint last night, he would have kept going until morning and essentially “done her to death.”

The shameless stray dog, the psychopath.

Ci Yiyang’s lowered eyelashes trembled. She swallowed the soup and lost her appetite, then looked up and said, “Thank you, but there’s no need.”

Lu Lan was about to say something else, but she got up from her seat and went back upstairs.

Lu Lan swallowed her words and gave Lu Jin a questioning look. She wondered what was going on.

Ever since he gave her the necklace last night, she felt something was off with Ci Yiyang.

Now she came downstairs and went back up again, as if she was avoiding someone.

Lu Jin didn’t answer. He just asked Lu Lan, “When are you planning to leave?”

Lu Lan said, “This afternoon.”

Ever since Luo Lin’s car accident for no reason, Lu Lan felt uneasy and planned to leave for a while. She had already bought a plane ticket to go abroad and would be leaving in the afternoon.

“Okay,” Lu Jin nodded. He moved his gaze away from upstairs, stood up, and said, “Then I won’t see you off this afternoon. Have a good trip.”

Lu Lan shook her head. “It’s fine, I never expected you to see me off anyway.”

Lu Jin smiled slightly and didn’t say anything. He walked up a few steps and then stopped, turning his head to say in a gentle voice, “No need to wait for me for lunch either.”

“Okay.”

After going upstairs, Lu Jin didn’t go back to his room. Instead, he stood in front of Ci Yiyang’s door and pushed it.

To his surprise, it wouldn’t open.

It was locked from the inside.

He frowned in thought and politely knocked on the door, asking the person inside, “Sister, open the door. I’m back.”

Ci Yiyang, who had just sat on the bed, heard his natural tone, as if he was rightfully returning to his own room. She was displeased and buried her face in the pillow, not wanting to listen.

The person outside seemed to have only knocked once and then stopped.

Ci Yiyang thought he was leaving.

Who knew that in the next moment, the sound of a key turning in the lock echoed at the door.

In an instant, she sprang up from the bed and turned around, only to see the young man with a key dangling from his long fingers. He unhurriedly turned and closed the door.