Chapter 36

Facing the person who suddenly appeared beside her, Qiao Suisui's hair stood on end like a reflex.

The man leaned close to her back, and a powerful large hand pinched her neck. Qiao Suisui instantly felt a chill down her spine.

"Smiling so happily at him, why do you have this expression when you see me? Hmm?"

Her chin was pinched by Zongfang, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.

His expression was gloomy and cold, his eyes full of chilling sharpness.

"Where is the cub?"

Hearing her first sentence being to ask this, Zongfang laughed in anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Slaughtered."

"You're lying..."

Qiao Suisui wanted to struggle, but was easily restrained by him, her arms twisted behind her back.

"Give the cub back to me!"

"I killed her, then made her into a specimen, soaking in a jar that is neither too big nor too small. Do you want to see?"

"Zongfang!"

He saw a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her delicate eyebrows knitted, and a pair of watery black pupils staring at him angrily. Zongfang knew she was really anxious. Sensing her struggling harder, he was afraid of really hurting her shoulders, so he relaxed his strength by two points imperceptibly.

The man looked down at her from above, watching her struggle and anger, and the heart that had been aching seemed to ease slightly.

After being separated for many days, she looked well-nourished, her skin white and delicate, glowing with luster. The climate in Aosilan was humid and cloudy all year round, making her already moist skin even more tender. He lowered his eyes and looked expressionlessly at the slender wrist he was gripping; the smooth feel made him once unable to put it down. Unfortunately... unfortunately, she was a liar.

"If you're angry, come at me, why hurt the cub..."

Zongfang sneered, pulled her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Why? Of course, it's to make you hurt too..."

Qiao Suisui gave up communicating with this paranoid person and shouted Lanze's name loudly. Who knew that the more she shouted, the louder Zongfang laughed.

"Do you think even if he comes, he can stop anything?"

"What did you do to him?"

Hearing her ask him in such a nervous tone, Zongfang stopped laughing, stared at her viciously, and squeezed the words out from between his teeth one by one.

"A dead blind man, overestimating his own strength, just an A-rank, and he dares to block my path?"

He leaned into her ear and said softly, "I dismantled his legs. Do you think he can use his arms to walk and fetch reinforcements? Or can he crawl over to save you?"

"You...!"

He didn't give Qiao Suisui a chance to speak, directly dragged her to the door, pinched her chin to scan her iris, and then carried her on his shoulder into the house. He ignored Qiao Suisui's cursing and beating. When going upstairs, because her two legs were swinging too hard, he slapped her buttocks, afraid she would fall off.

"Behave."

The master bedroom on the second floor of this building was quite well-equipped. Zongfang threw her on the bed, leaned over to press her down, and grabbed her wrists to fix them above her head.

At this time, Qiao Suisui had calmed down a little. She bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and pondered how to escape without angering him. She knew Zongfang was extremely vengeful, so she was truly afraid he would do something excessive to her.

And Zongfang knew she must be thinking about how to lie to him the moment she lowered her eyes.

He knew her too well; there were many nights he held her in his arms to sleep. At that time, she would wake up inexplicably in the middle of the night, and he would know whether she was hungry or thirsty without her even opening her mouth.

"Don't be like this... let's talk properly..."

"Don't be like what?"

Looking at her opening and closing lips, crystal clear and moist, his gaze darkened.

"Like this?"

He kissed her lips first, then took her earlobe into his mouth.

"Or like this?"

The man saw her head turned away because of her struggle, her slender neck line extremely beautiful. He pried her face back and couldn't help but kiss her again and again.

"You lived well in the days without me, didn't you?"

He said while taking off her clothes, his tone extremely gentle, but his movements were incomparably forceful, not allowing her to resist.

"Qiao Suisui, haven't you been lying to me all along? Why don't you continue lying?"

He bent her legs to her chest, his large hands wandering over her body, the rough fingertips causing Qiao Suisui to tremble all over.

"Don't..."

She really didn't like this passive feeling. Sensing the man's breathing getting heavier, she knew she was doomed today. After a decisive judgment, she called the system, intending to use Talent Deprivation.

【Host, Talent Deprivation requires the condition of the deprived being emotionally aroused. Only under this condition will the success rate of deprivation be 100%, otherwise, it may fail.】

Hearing the prompt, a light flashed in her eyes.

Zongfang noticed she stopped struggling, so he looked at her expression and found she seemed to be in a daze, the anger squeezed in his heart ignited again.

Who is she thinking of? Is it that blind man, or that Sikesaisi who made her give birth to a cub?

"You can still be distracted at this time; it seems I've been too good to you."

He rudely flipped her over and pressed her hard on the bed, tearing her clothes apart. Her back was beautiful, slender, thin, with a red mole below her exquisite butterfly bones. Zongfang kissed it and kept making various marks on her body.

He pinched her waist, arranged her into various shapes, and kissed her until she couldn't breathe.

Longing, desire, and anger intertwined, turning into crazy revenge.

There was only one thought in his mind: he wanted to make her hurt.

It seemed that only in this way could he prove that she also had ups and downs in this relationship, rather than just him alone, stupidly jumping for joy and then feeling irritable because of her.

His eyes were full of lust, wanting to go straight to the end rudely, but not hearing her voice and panting made him inexplicably panicked.

Zongfang flipped the person curled into a ball over, supported his arms on her sides, his muscle lines smooth and tense. He saw the little face under him was wet, her eyes and nose tip all red. Looking again, the bed sheet was already wet, clearly, she had been crying since just now.

He frowned fiercely, stared at her, and asked, "What are you crying for?"

Qiao Suisui didn't speak, turned her head away to ignore him. Following this movement, a tear happened to slide from her red eye corner to her temple and disappeared into her hair, which was seen by Zongfang.

Look, she is the delicate one.

Clearly, he hadn't done anything to her yet, and she was crying like this.

Thinking this in his mind, his heart was abnormally irritable because of her tears, blocked and uncomfortable.

Zongfang deliberately wiped away her tears forcefully and quickly, and said with a cold face, "What? Can't be touched? You've already given him a child, and you cry like this just because I kissed you twice?"

"You promised not to hurt me..." Her voice trembled slightly, with a crying tone. Clearly, it was an accusation, but it carried some of the familiarity and coquetry of the past, making the irritable heart fire in Zongfang dissipate a few points.

"You lied to me, and you want me to just let it go like this?"

(End of chapter)