[A Fierce Woman Fights Her Husband] (The End) [Author: Yuan Yuan]

Author: Yuan Yuan
Word count: 51798
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Xiaoming 　　proudly raised her small face, a hint of heroism in her brows. Her red outfit accentuated her radiant beauty 　　, and her long hair was tied up with a single, intricately carved silver ring. Her handsome appearance made her seem like a man 　　. 　　And indeed, she was no less than any man. 　　Whether in knowledge or martial arts, she was second to none. Even her dashing good looks captivated 　　the hearts of many young women in Jingyang City, who lamented why she wasn't a man. 　　At this moment, she sat atop a tall, handsome red horse, a quiver on her back laden 　　with several arrows adorned with white feathers, and a silver bow in her hand gleaming coldly in the sunlight. 　　Today was Jingyang City's annual archery competition. For this day… The men of Jingyang City were all 　　eager to participate, some even traveling from afar. 　　The winner would receive a reward of ten thousand taels of silver and fame—a double benefit that naturally 　　piqued everyone's interest. 　　Thus, this archery competition had been a tradition for several years, and every year Jingyang City was bustling with activity 　　. 　　Xiang Xiaoming was the only woman among the men; she had been participating since she was fourteen, and 　　her superb archery skills were not to be underestimated. 　　And now, the championship was within her grasp! 　　With a slight smile, Xiang Xiaoming lovingly stroked her beloved horse's fiery red mane and whispered in its ear, "Flame 　　, it's our turn to shine." 　　Flame seemed to understand, letting out a proud neigh and galloping forward. 　　Xiang Xiaoming chuckled lightly, fearlessly rising to her feet on her horse. She swiftly drew her feathered arrows from her back, pulled back the bow 　　— 　　and with a few swift swooshes, amidst gasps of amazement, each arrow struck the center of a circular marker placed a thousand miles away. 　　As she hit the last marker, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, propelling herself into the air. 　　Her dark eyes narrowed, she quickly drew back an arrow, drew the bowstring taut, and in the instant the wind rustled the falling leaves, aimed and 　　released— 　　the feathered arrow swiftly pierced several leaves, hitting its mark perfectly. 　　"My God…" 　　"Fantastic!" 　　Seeing this exquisite archery skill, the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, applauding loudly. The girls who were enamored with her screamed, 　　creating a lively scene. 　　Amidst the applause, Xiang Xiaoming landed like a feather, perched on the flame, proudly raising her face, and 　　smiled triumphantly. 　　She was confident that this year's champion was hers! 　　Just then, a figure in black leaped out, drew his bow, and fired several arrows at once. 　　The arrows shot towards the various round shields, piercing through the feathered arrows and splitting them in two, still hitting 　　the bullseye. 　　In a flash, the figure lowered his bow behind him, took a bow stance, and fired several more arrows into the sky. With a few whooshing sounds, several birds 　　fell from the sky, unharmed. 　　"Good! Excellent!" 　　Seeing this, the seated crowd couldn't help but stand up and applaud, the applause thundering, even 　　more boisterous than Xiang Xiaoming's earlier. 　　Seeing this, Xiang Xiaoming's expression changed completely. 　　It was him again—Duanmu Chen! 　　Smiling at the applause, Duanmu Chen raised his handsome face, his dashing and unrestrained demeanor drawing attention. 　　His all-black attire accentuated his tall figure, his elegant appearance captivating everyone. 　　Under Xiang Xiaoming's glare, his handsome lips curved into an even wider smile. 　　"The tournament announces that this year's champion is still Duanmu Chen, a six-time champion!" 　　Upon hearing the referee's words, Xiang Xiaoming's face darkened even more. 　　That's right, six-time champion. Since she started participating at fourteen, she had never won a single championship, and the reason was entirely Duanmu Chen 　　. 　　The moment he appeared, he stole all her thunder. She thought she had a sure win this time, that she could put his arrogance to rest, 　　but unexpectedly… damn it, 　　she lost again! 　　"Miss Xiang, you've conceded." Duanmu Chen bowed gracefully, his composure drawing admiration from those around him 　　. 　　"W-no!" Xiang Xiaoming gritted her teeth, forcing 　　a smile despite her inner turmoil. 　　But seeing that smug, handsome face before her, she couldn't help but grip her silver bow tightly, desperately telling herself to hold back 　　, not to shoot an arrow at him, or she would lose her composure. 　　Yes! She had to endure, she had to endure! 　　"Miss Xiang, you look terrible. What happened?" But Duanmu Chen wouldn't let her off 　　the hook. Instead, he feigned concern, asking a question he already knew the answer to. 　　Seeing that he was clearly doing it on purpose, his expression so irritating, Xiang Xiaoming's reason 　　snapped, and she couldn't hold back any longer! 　　She drew her bow and quickly shot an arrow. "Duanmu Chen, go to hell—" 　　A fierce woman fighting her husband— 　　unwilling to succumb 　　, yet inexplicably trapped 　　in his fiery embrace… Damn 　　it, she didn't even kill that bastard! 　　Xiang Xiaoming cursed rudely in her heart. After preparing water and food for Huoyan, she strode out of the stable, 　　cursing as she went, radiating an aura of rage that warned others to stay away. 　　The feud between her and Duanmu Chen was endless! 　　As the young lady of the Zhentian Escort Agency, she possessed astonishing martial arts skills and a fierce aura. From a young age, she was a little tyrant, and 　　no one dared to provoke her. 　　But Duanmu Chen was an exception. 　　That damned bastard happens to be the young master of Yangyuan Escort Agency! To hell with Yangyuan Escort Agency! That's 　　the mortal enemy of her family's Zhentian Escort Agency! 　　Back in the day, only her family's Zhentian Escort Agency, under her father's management, had a good reputation in the entire Jingyang City.

She was quite well-known in the martial arts world, with business booming every day, and people constantly coming to entrust her with escorting goods.
Her father was overjoyed! They even settled down in Jingyang City, married her mother, and her mother gave birth to
her and three younger sisters.
Sadly, her mother passed away in childbirth, but fortunately, they had Aunt Mei—her mother's twin sister—
who never married and loved them like her own daughters.
The four sisters' names, when read together, form the phrase—Ming, Yang, Si, Hai!
This was her father's hope that Zhentian Escort Agency would become famous throughout the world; but just when his hope was about to be fulfilled,
Yangyuan Escort Agency opened right across from their house.
What a bastard! Clearly stealing their business!
At that time, the six of them stood at the door, frowning at the Yangyuan Escort Agency's signboard, and it was then that Xiang Xiaoming
met Duanmu Chen.
A handsome and refined young man, seemingly a soft persimmon who couldn't withstand a beating.
She scoffed, she scoffed, just like her father, completely disregarding Yangyuan Escort Agency. The father and daughter
laughed it off as they walked home.
Little did they know, this was the beginning of their mistake—Xiang Xiaoming reluctantly admitted.
The Yangyuan Escort Agency, which they had looked down upon, had actually thrived, even stealing a significant portion
of their family's business. In just a few months, its influence rivaled the achievements her father had built over years.
Her father was furious, almost spitting blood, while she cried out in disbelief.
That useless pushover had actually beaten her, winning the archery competition—how could this be?
He looked so frail! He looked like someone she could easily knock down with a single punch;
how could she possibly lose to him?!
She refused to believe it, but the facts were undeniable. Fine, forget it, consider it a mistake, don't worry about it.
But then… damn it! Had she made too many mistakes?
She'd lost the archery championship for six consecutive years, and even her speed in escorting goods was inferior
to his. She was indignant and challenged him to a martial arts contest… and lost again!
For six whole years, she hadn't beaten him in anything—it was infuriating!
She, Xiang Xiaoming, had been the star of Jingyang City for fourteen years, and why did Duanmu Chen have to show up and steal her thunder?
Really! "You bastard
!" Clenching her fists, Xiang Xiaoming was so angry she wanted to kill him, but unfortunately, her
arrow at the arena had missed him, allowing him to dodge.
What a pity! "Ah…" What a pity!
Xiang Xiaoming yelled angrily, raising her foot to crush the orchids in the flowerbed…
"Sister! No…" A girl in a pale yellow dress quickly grabbed her leg,
looking up at her pleadingly. "Please! If you want to trample, trample on Third Sister's herbs, not my flowers!"
Xiang Xiaohai looked at Xiang Xiaoming pitifully, on the verge of tears.
That delicate little face looked exactly like Xiang Xiaoming's.
"You dare trample my herbs? I'll cripple your legs!" Xiang Xiaosi walked slowly over, dressed in a moon-white
robe, elegant and refined. Her fair face also looked exactly like Xiang Xiaoming's.
"What? Boss, you lost to Duanmu Chen again!" Another identical face, but
Xiang Xiaoyang wore a light green robe.
That's right, the four sisters were quadruplets, looking exactly alike, only their temperament differed.
Xiang Xiaoming was the bully type.
"Shut up! Don't mention that name to me!" She got furious at the mere mention of "Duanmu Chen"!
"As expected, I won!" Hearing the result, Xiang Xiaoyang grinned and shouted towards the hall, "Father,
the eldest brother lost again! You owe me a hundred taels!"
"What?!" A booming voice came from inside, and quickly, a burly man as big as a bear
rushed out of the hall.
"Ming'er, you lost again?" Xiang Batian looked at his eldest daughter in disbelief, taking several steps back.
So disappointing, so disappointing! How could she lose again?
Xiang Xiaoming took a deep breath, but the word "lost" was just too grating. "You old geezer, shut up!
Don't mention that word again, and..."
She paused, giving her old man a fake smile. "When I entered the gate just now, I saw Aunt Mei
heading towards Yangyuan Escort Agency. It looked like she was going to have tea and chat with that old man from the Duanmu family..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xiang Batian quickly disappeared, rushing towards the opposite side.
Good! Much quieter now. Xiang Xiaoming snorted coldly and turned to walk towards her own courtyard.
"Big sister, you..." Xiang Xiaosi began.
"Shut up!" Before her third sister could finish speaking, Xiang Xiaoming turned and glared at her fiercely. "I don't
want to hear a single word now."
It certainly wouldn't be anything nice!
"Oh... okay!" Xiang Xiaosi looked innocent 　　, a sly glint in her watery eyes. "Ah Xue has already
prepared the bathwater and put it in your room." 　　"
I know!" Xiang Xiaoming felt that her third sister's expression seemed strange, but she was too lazy to pay attention and turned to walk into 　　her room.
Feeling 　　annoyed, she decided to take a bath to get rid of the 　　bad luck! ********** ... 　　Her room wasn't the typical elegant style of a young lady's; instead, it was quite plain. Only a pair of curved swords sat as decorations on the walls. 　　Even her dressing table was devoid of cosmetics, containing only a bronze mirror, a crescent-shaped comb, and a few 　　silver rings engraved with patterns. 　　Removing the silver rings from her hair, her long hair immediately flowed down. She casually tossed the rings onto the table, landing them precisely 　　among the others. 　　She disliked complicated hairstyles, usually just tying her hair up. Even her clothes were altered into comfortable 　　, fitted attire, making her look anything but girlish. 　　But she didn't care. Those from the martial world didn't concern themselves with such things, especially as the eldest daughter of the Zhentian Escort Agency. She had been traveling the country with her father since she was twelve, seeing 　　more 　　of the world than most young ladies confined to their chambers . 　　Perhaps because of this, even at twenty, no one had come to propose marriage, while a whole host of girls wanted to marry her.

It's a pity she's not a man.
But she doesn't want to get married anyway; her father hasn't forced her. Their only enemies now are the
Yangyuan Escort Agency across the street, and that damned Duanmu Chen!
"Bastard! He's an eyesore!" She forcefully ripped off her clothes, untied her peach-colored bodice, and
splashed the water.
"You miss me so much! Even while bathing, you can't stop thinking about me." Suddenly, a low, teasing laugh
came from behind.
Startled, Xiang Xiaoming turned around quickly.
"You, you, you…" Duanmu Chen?! What's he doing here?!
Duanmu Chen smiled, his deep black eyes admiring the spring scenery before him, not exposing her, simply admiring
her beautiful figure.
Because of her martial arts training, her skin wasn't snow-white, but rather a pale honey color,
yet it felt incredibly smooth, like mutton fat, irresistible to the touch.
Full, round breasts, the nipples trembling slightly—he knew the sweet taste of them in his mouth. And those long, slender
legs, tightly wrapped around his waist, allowed him to ride freely within her wet, hot flower.
"Duanmu Chen! Haven't you looked enough?" Her face flushed from his gaze, Xiang Xiaoming
roared angrily at him, quickly grabbing a piece of clothing to cover herself.
"What are you doing in my room? Get out of here!" She was furious, jumping up and down. If it weren't for the inconvenience, she
would have given him a good beating.
"What? Didn't Xiao Si tell you I was waiting for you in your room?" Ignoring her anger, his handsome face still
held a smile, and he even slowly walked towards her.
Xiang Xiaoming froze, remembering her third sister's eerie smile. Damn it!
"Xiang Xiao Si! I won't let you get away with this!" she cursed angrily. The Duanmu family was always avoided by the Xiang family
; she knew Duanmu Chen had sneaked in, and Xiang Xiao Si was an accomplice!
"So angry? Still upset about my six consecutive championships?" Duanmu Chen deliberately touched on her sore spot.
Sure enough, upon hearing about the six consecutive championships, Xiang Xiaoming went berserk!
"Duanmu Chen, you better shut up! And stop right there! Don't come any closer to me!" Seeing him getting closer
and closer, Xiang Xiaoming quickly backed away.
"Is it necessary? Anyway, what part of your body haven't I touched or groped?" Duanmu Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled flirtatiously
. "Don't forget, I took advantage of you when you were fourteen."
"Shut up!" Mentioning fourteen years old made Xiang Xiaoming scream in anger. That was the biggest mistake of her life
!
That day, she was so angry because she lost the archery competition to someone she always looked down on that pushover that she went to a restaurant to drink. Coincidentally,
Duanmu Chen also came to the same restaurant.
Enemies meeting are especially hateful, and she wanted to beat him up, but she had to maintain her composure, otherwise people would
say she was a sore loser, so she had to hold back.
Unexpectedly, this bastard came to talk to her, and without even asking her permission, shamelessly sat at the same
table with her, saying he wanted to drink until they were both drunk.
Ha! Looking at him, so weak and frail, could he even drink? She clearly looked down on him, so she decided to fight him!
Unexpectedly… she lost again, and lost miserably!
When she woke up, she was lying in the same bed with him, completely naked, her body aching. Seeing his
innocent look, she wanted to kill him.
This bastard! He actually… just ate her up, skin and bones!
She was so angry she wanted to kill him, but she could only submit to his threats; if things got out of hand and people found out about her
relationship with him, she would definitely have to marry him!
He didn't care! But did she want to marry him?
Of course not! So she could only pretend it never happened, hoping she would never see him again, and even if she did,
she would pretend not to know him.
Unexpectedly, this scoundrel was shameless enough to sneak into her room in the middle of the night, taking advantage of her sleep to touch her
bed, her body…
and then, mistake after mistake… a series of mistakes for six whole years!
“Shut up! Shut up! Don’t mention fourteen to me!” Xiang Xiaoming blushed and yelled at Duanmu Chen.
“Fine!” Duanmu Chen shrugged, and while she wasn’t paying attention, he quickly grabbed her body. “I won’t say it, I’ll
do it!”
He grinned wickedly, tearing off her clothes and unceremoniously grabbing one of her breasts, kneading and squeezing it forcefully.
“Haven’t seen you for over half a month, did you miss me?” Biting his small earring, he whispered in her ear.
He had taken on a delivery job recently and only returned last night. He had wanted to be intimate with her immediately, but considering
the archery competition the next day, he had to hold back, planning to give her a surprise that day.
Sure enough, her expression changed immediately upon seeing him.
Ha! It's easy to guess what this little girl is thinking. She's probably convinced that without him, the championship is hers, and she's got it in the
bag. But then... he suddenly appears out
of nowhere. "I don't want you! Let go!" Biting her lip, Xiang Xiaoming suppressed a moan, trying to push him away,
but her body went limp the moment he touched her.
For six years, he knew her body better than she did, making it impossible for her to resist him.
"Do you really want me to let go?" Duanmu Chen chuckled, his fingers wandering to her alluring private parts, unsurprisingly
touching a bit of moisture. "You're already wet..."
His words made her face flush even more, and she shouted angrily, "Mind your own business! Let go..."
Before she could finish, there was a light knock on the door.
"Miss, who are you talking to? Why is there a man's voice?"
****************
Damn it! It's Xue!
Xiang Xiaoming quickly bit her lip, nervously looking at the door, struggling even harder. "Let me go! Ah Xue is
outside the door." She growled, her eyes glaring angrily at Duanmu Chen.
"Tell her to leave." Duanmu Chen, however, did not comply with her wishes. He swiftly inserted his finger into her flower cave,
rubbing the sensitive flower walls with his rough fingertip.
"Ugh..." She gritted her teeth to suppress a moan, but Xiang Xiaoming's body involuntarily went limp, sensitively feeling
his finger teasing her flower cave.
"Miss? Are you in there? I'm coming in!" Hearing no response for a while, Ah Xue hesitated and
asked again.
Damn it! He can't come in! If he comes in, she's finished!
Xiang Xiaoming was startled and quickly steadied her voice. "Don't come in, I'm taking a bath, I need to rest later."
Ugh... Damn bastard, he actually inserted another finger.
Xiang Xiaoming glared at him angrily, but Duanmu Chen returned an innocent look, his two fingers quickly thrusting in and out of her flower hole, drawing
out more nectar.
"Ugh..." She couldn't help but moan softly, then quickly bit her lower lip. If he hadn't been supporting her, she
would have collapsed to the ground.
"Miss?" Feeling like she heard a strange sound, A Xue hesitated. "I think I just heard a man
's voice..."
But that's impossible! How could there be a man in Miss's room?
Hearing A Xue's words, Duanmu Chen smiled silently, opened his mouth and gently bit Xiaoming's smooth shoulder, his large hand unbuckling
his belt, releasing his already thick and hot iron.
No...
not understanding what he wanted to do, Xiang Xiaoming quickly shook her head.
"Duanmu Chen, how dare you!" she warned in a low voice, but just seeing that hot, large member and thinking of
the pleasure of him entering her, her vaginal walls began to tremble and contract slightly.
Damn it!
"Want to try?" he whispered in her ear, not letting her resist, and forcefully thrusting into her vagina from behind,
reaching the deepest point.
"Ugh!" She gritted her teeth to suppress a scream, her small hands gripping the edge of the tub tightly, her back pressed against his chest, allowing him to support
her weak body.
"Miss?" Not hearing a response, Xue called out again.
Taking a deep breath, Xiang Xiaoming was about to answer when Duanmu Chen took the opportunity to slowly thrust in and out, caressing her sensitive flesh
and stimulating her.
"No..." she moaned softly, looking at him pleadingly, but he grabbed one of her full breasts and
played with it in rhythm with his thrusts.
This bastard! Xiang Xiaoming was both angry and uncomfortable; he moved so slowly, torturing her and making her feel unbearable too.
Asking him for help was useless; she had to fend for herself. Suppressing a groan that was about to escape her lips, she quickly said,
"Laugh... what a joke! How could there be a man in my room? Stop talking nonsense, go away! Don't disturb my rest!"
Mmm... Xiang Xiaoming shook her head, her face flushed, barely able to bear Duanmu Chen's torment, hoping that Xue
would leave quickly.
"That's true." Xue also found her words laughable; how could there be a man in the young lady's room? "Then, young
lady, you should rest well. I'll come back later."
"Mmm..." Hearing Xue's departing voice, Xiang Xiaoming finally dared to groan softly. "Faster... faster
..."
The slow pace was making her uncomfortable.
Duanmu Chen chuckled softly, suppressing the urge to thrust, sweat beading on his forehead, but he wouldn't easily satisfy her.
"Beg me, and I'll give it to you."
"Mmm..." Xiang Xiaoming gasped softly, her voice softening. "Please... harder... I
want you... mmm..."
"Then what will you call me?" He asked hoarsely, licking her lips.
"Chen... please..." She stuck out her pink tongue, their tongues intertwining. She had long forgotten her anger; at this moment, she
only wanted him.
"Good girl." His tongue lingered wantonly, sucking on her sweetness. He quickened his pace as she wished,
thrusting his thick member rapidly into her tender opening.
"Mmm..." she moaned softly, her watery eyes hazy. Her pink tongue and his intertwined, creating alluring silver
threads.
The hot iron thrust rapidly into her sweet, tender opening, enjoying the pleasure of being tightly enveloped. Her juices flowed continuously with his thrusts
, running down her thighs, wetting his thick member, and making a squelching sound.
"Do you like this speed?" He kneaded her breasts vigorously, squeezing the full, tender flesh between his fingers, leaving faint red
finger marks.
"Mmm...I like it..." she murmured. He knew every part of her body well, always bringing her to the brink of
ecstasy, her legs already weak, her flower opening contracting at different frequencies.
Noticing the throbbing in her tender opening, he chuckled lewdly. "What? You can't take it anymore so quickly?" he said,
thrusting even more forcefully, making a slapping sound.
"Ugh..." He moved faster and harder, each entry striking the deepest part of her flower, stimulating
her sensitive heart, her tender walls contracting even faster, and in an instant, more flower fluid flowed out, and she let out a
sharp cry.
But he didn't intend to let her go so easily, spreading her legs further, making his thrusts even more comfortable and forceful, their
love fluids wetting the ground, leaving obscene stains.
"Ah! No... um..." Her thighs were spread open in a shameful position by him. She looked down and saw his enormous member
thrusting in and out of her tender opening, spreading her petals and churning out fluids.
The visual stimulation made her tender walls tighten, sucking him even tighter. This pleasure made them both
moan.
"So slutty! You're sucking me so tight..." Duanmu Chen murmured lewdly, thrusting in and out faster, suppressing
his urge to ejaculate, and pounding into her tender opening even harder.
After dozens of deep thrusts, he relaxed his body, letting the small hole at the tip of his hot iron open, spraying out hot white
fluid, mixed with clear flower fluid, flowing down her honey-colored skin...
In the early morning, before dawn. Duanmu Chen slowly opened his eyes, looking at the person he held in his arms.
She was sleeping soundly, with faint shadows under her eyes, her eyelashes still wet with tears, her alluring little mouth
slightly swollen from his kisses, and her honey-colored cheeks flushed with the afterglow of passion.
A smile played on his lips as he admired the marks he had left behind.
His fingers gently caressed her delicate cheek, tender and careful, afraid of waking her.
"Mmm..." Xiang Xiaoming murmured softly, like a kitten, wrapping her arms around his waist, her face nuzzling against his
chest, finding a comfortable position before falling asleep again.
Seeing her adorable appearance, Duanmu Chen couldn't help but chuckle softly, his thoughts drifting back to
the day he first met her—
the day they had just moved to Jingyang City, living opposite the Xiang family's house. Both were escort agencies, and he had witnessed firsthand
the hostility from across the street. Most striking were four identical-looking girls, all staring intently at their doorstep
.
But although they looked exactly alike, it was Xiang Xiaoming who first caught his attention—wearing a red...
She was dressed in a splendid manner, a touch of heroic spirit emanating from her brows. Her delicate face was held high, looking at him with disdain .
Her bright appearance was like a flame, easily drawing his gaze, and that contempt was never hidden, so obvious that
he couldn't ignore it.
Being looked down upon for the first time intrigued him, and he began to observe her more
closely. He learned that Xiang Xiaoming was quite famous in Jingyang City. From a young age, she was a little tyrant, always
ready to teach a lesson to anyone she saw injustice. Her martial arts skills were unmatched, making her a well-known figure in the city.
Yet, every time she encountered him, she acted as if she didn't see him, not even greeting him, at most giving him a disdainful glance
, completely ignoring him.
It wasn't until he defeated her, winning the archery competition, that she looked at him properly for the first time, with an expression of disbelief and
resentment.
Seeing her richly varied expressions, he couldn't help but laugh.
This flame is truly fascinating, fiery and direct, completely unable to hide her emotions, allowing him to
know what she's thinking at a glance. But when she's drunk, she's incredibly adorable, making him unable to resist devour her, regardless of whether his methods are honorable or not, 　　he's determined to have
this flame ! 　　However, she's not so easy to tame, always defying him. 　　But that's what makes her interesting! If she were as obedient as modern women, she wouldn't pique his interest; it's 　　her uniqueness that stirs his heart. 　　"Hmm...you're awake?" Xiang Xiaoming opened her eyes, still drowsy. Seeing Duanmu Chen staring at her, she 　　yawned lightly, not fully awake yet. 　　"You can sleep a little longer." Duanmu Chen pulled her back to reality, gently stroking Xiang Xiaoming's face as he spoke softly, loving 　　her innocent, half-asleep appearance; only then would she not resist him. 　　"Mmm..." Xiang Xiaoming closed her eyes, about to do as he said, but then felt something was wrong, opening 　　her eyes again to stare at him. 　　She was awake! 　　"You...how did you get in my bed?" she shrieked, pushing him away forcefully and keeping her distance. 　　Duanmu Chen raised an eyebrow, not angry at all, and said lazily, "Have you forgotten? I've been here 　　with you since yesterday afternoon..." 　　"Stop!" Xiang Xiaoming quickly interrupted Duanmu Chen. She remembered everything; everything had returned to her memory. She 　　had spent the whole night with him yesterday, and under his teasing, she couldn't control herself and could only let him do as he pleased. 　　Thinking of this, she couldn't help but groan in frustration. Why was it like this? It had been repeating itself for six years, and she just 　　couldn't resist him! 　　"What time is it?" she asked him unhappily, still frustrated. 　　"Just past dawn." Duanmu Chen propped his face up on his side, admiring Xiang Xiaoming's appearance. 　　She clutched the silk quilt to her chest, but it didn't completely cover her, revealing her smooth shoulders, delicate collarbones, 　　and half of her honey-colored breasts, the pink nipples peeking out, tempting his gaze. 　　"What?!" Xiang Xiaoming quickly looked up at the sky outside. "It's past dawn, what are you still doing 　　here? Get out of here..." 　　She was halfway through her sentence when she saw his wicked gaze fixed on her chest. She froze, looked down, and saw that her 　　body was covered in purplish-blue hickeys, and half of her breast was exposed... 　　"Damn it!" Xiang Xiaoming blushed and quickly wrapped herself up tightly. "What the hell are you looking at! Get out of here! If someone 　　sees you... Ah!" 　　Before she could finish speaking, Duanmu Chen quickly pushed her down, his thin lips capturing hers. With a large hand, he 　　ripped off the thin blanket between them, skin to skin, chest rubbing against her full 　　breasts. "No... um..." she protested, but her nipples rubbed against his, making her let out a 　　soft moan. 　　At this moment, he forcefully turned her legs, making them spread wide and bent, forming a wanton and shameful position, 　　her soft and slightly swollen vulva exposed to his eyes. 　　"No..." Understanding what he wanted to do, she pushed him away with her small hands, not wanting him to succeed, but his lips 　　and tongue continued to suckle her, their tongues intertwining, causing her breathing to become increasingly rapid. 　　Despite her resistance, his strong waist thrust forward, letting his already hard desire crash into her still moist flower, spreading her slightly 　　swollen petals, burying itself deep inside her. 　　***Exclusive production by Mantingfang*** 　　"Ah..." 　　Duanmu Chen's entry was so forceful that Xiang Xiaoming was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a sharp cry. 　　"Keep your voice down, are you going to attract attention?" He said lewdly, licking her lips, his handsome face full of wickedness. 　　How could her weak resistance withstand his familiarity with her body? 　　"You... um..." Xiang Xiaoming glared at him angrily, her body already weak from his insatiable demands yesterday. 　　She hadn't expected him to come again so soon after she woke up. It was simply... 　　"Don't you know how to control yourself?" she couldn't help but mutter, her small hands gripping his shoulders tightly. Her tender opening 　　was stretched wide by his hot iron, swollen and full from his heat, causing her flower walls to involuntarily tighten. 　　"I can't help it, it's been more than half a month since I've touched you." He chuckled, his large hand kneading one of her full breasts forcefully. 　　"And you're sucking me so tightly, don't you really want it?" 　　As he spoke, he deliberately moved, eliciting a moan from her. 　　"Ah!" He seemed to be doing it on purpose, the movement causing the tip to rub against her clitoris deep inside, making her moan softly, 　　her desire ignited by him. 　　"You... if you want it, hurry up!" she urged, glaring at him, panting. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Ah Xue 　　would be coming soon. 　　"Oh?" Seeing her unwilling look, Duanmu Chen raised an eyebrow slightly. "If you don't want it, then forget it." 　　He didn't force her and got up to withdraw from her. 　　"No!" Seeing him about to leave, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, trying to stop him from leaving, but as soon as she moved, she 　　regretted it. 　　Especially when she saw his smug expression, her face flushed with embarrassment. 　　"What? Didn't you say you didn't want it?" Duanmu Chen chuckled, enjoying teasing her; her reactions always 　　pleased him. 　　"I...you..." Xiang Xiaoming was annoyed, but once her desire was aroused, she didn't know how to resist. She 　　gritted her teeth and simply turned around and pinned him down. 　　Her reaction made him laugh, looking at her expectantly, while his hot iron remained inside her, moving with her movements.

His caresses on her tender walls elicited even more soft moans from her.
Licking her lips, Xiang Xiaoming sat on Duanmu Chen's lap; he remained tightly inside her, his erection filling her entire flower cave, and
it seemed even larger…
Noticing this, she couldn't help but glare at him—this lecherous man!
Unfazed by her glare, Duanmu Chen grasped one full nipple in each hand, forcefully kneading them into various irregular
shapes, letting the nipples peek out from between his fingers, their pinkness alluring to him.
"Mmm…" Under his caresses, Xiang Xiaoming moaned softly, beginning to sway her hips, moving up and down on his hot,
large member. The overflowing flower fluid wet his lower abdomen, creating a glistening, erotic sheen.
Enjoying her ministrations, he raised his head, opening his mouth to suckle one nipple, while his large hands didn't
release the other breast, kneading the full flesh in the same rhythm.
"Mmm..." His teasing stimulated her, and she bent over, bringing her nipples closer to him, increasing
the speed of his stroking, making a wet, squelching sound.
"What a little slut..." he said lewdly, biting her nipple, his large hand reaching for her flower, then inserting two fingers
, thrusting in and out of her wet, tender opening along with his hot iron.
"Ah..." His fingers suddenly entered, teasing the tender walls, and then, along with his large member, filled her entire opening, causing her
to tilt her head back and let out a moan.
Her flower tightened, a spasm coming through her, and her already sensitive opening instantly reached orgasm, leaving her
weak and limp.
At this moment, there was a light knock on the door. "Miss, are you awake?"
Xiang Xiaoming looked at the door, panting slightly. It was Ah Xue.
"Alright! You can go now!" Satisfied, she quickly pulled away from him, looking at his still hard hot iron, she turned her head as if she
hadn't seen it, and got up to put on her clothes. "Jump out the window, don't let anyone see... Ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled back, her back to him. "What are you doing?!" she growled in a low voice
.
"You think you can just throw me aside after you've satisfied yourself? Is it that easy?" he whispered in her ear,
lifting her hips so she was kneeling with her back to him.
"Hey! Stop messing around!" she growled, but he ignored her resistance, his still-burning iron
plunging into her wet, tender hole from behind.
"Ugh!" Xiang Xiaoming quickly bit the silk quilt to keep herself from crying out, her tender walls tensing with tension, only
gripping him even tighter, a tingling pleasure filling her.
"Miss? Aren't you awake yet?" Ah Xue found it strange. Miss hadn't even eaten dinner last night before going to sleep, and
usually got up at dawn, but she wasn't awake yet. Had she slept too long?
Ah Xue's voice made Xiang Xiaoming nervous, afraid of being discovered. She bit down on the silk quilt, afraid to make a sound.
Her vaginal fluid, stimulated by the affair, flowed even more, soaking the entire quilt.
"So wet!" A large hand took the full amount of vaginal fluid, and the hot iron thrust wildly into her flower cave.
The large hand that took the fluid smeared it on her breasts, making her full breasts wet and sweetly fragrant.
"Mmm..." Xiang Xiaoming was slippery all over. His sweat dripped onto her, burning her. Her mind was
blank. Under his manipulation, she had long forgotten Ah Xue's existence and could only dance with him.
Enjoying the pleasure of being tightly sucked by her, Duanmu Chen thrust faster and harder, causing
spasms to come from her tender cave, making her tighten her grip on him.
"Ugh..." She gripped the silk quilt tightly, burying her face in the quilt, suppressing the moan that was about to escape her lips. Her sweaty
hair was spread over her shoulders, forming a seductive look.
Just as she was about to scream, he lowered his head and sealed her lips with his,
silencing her moans.
The hot iron thrust in and out a few more times before finally releasing its scalding heat…
***Exclusive Production by Mantingfang***
Unwilling! It's so damn unfair!
In the martial arts arena, Xiang Xiaoming was practicing his swordsmanship with all his might. Every kick, every flick of the sword, carried a strong killing intent, as if he
had a sworn enemy right in front of him.
That's right! It was that damned Duanmu Chen!
Knowing that Xue was coming soon, he still teased her. Even after she told him to leave, he kept thrusting inside her,
not afraid of being discovered.
Fortunately, when Xue came in, feeling strange, he had just finished and left, and Xue didn't notice. She
made up a reason, so Xue didn't suspect anything.
Just a little bit more! If she had been discovered, her reputation would have been ruined!
"That bastard!" The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, her sword wielding with increasing ferocity, flashing a cold silver light.
Xiang Xiaoming was furious with Rui Mu Chen, but even more furious with herself!
How could she be unable to resist him? The moment he touched her, she lost her senses, completely at his mercy, utterly
powerless to resist, and had been "taken" by him for six years!
Fortunately, no one discovered their affair; this was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
In both families, apart from Xiang Xiao Si, no one knew about her and Duanmu Chen.
And speaking of Xiang Xiao Si, Xiang Xiaoming was filled with rage.
It was an accident that her third sister discovered it. Three years ago, Duanmu Chen sneaked into her room, and while the two were entangled, her third
sister suddenly entered.
At that moment, she froze, unsure how to react or explain to her third sister.
Should she say he forced himself on her? But she was clearly sitting on top of him; saying she forced herself on him would be more believable!
In that awkward moment, only that shameless Duanmu Chen could still laugh, while her third sister's reaction made her
eyes widen, speechless for a moment.
Xiang Xiaosi only said, "If you need contraceptive juice, I can provide it. You two continue, I won't disturb you any longer!"
and then left.
That was all; she didn't even consider saving her sister, leaving her speechless while
Duanmu Chen burst into laughter.
From that moment, she knew that the damned Xiang Xiaosi was on Duanmu Chen's side! To hell with her, who was
her family anyway? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She roared, unleashing her sword energy, and forcefully slashed at the ground, creating a 　　large hole
with a bang . 　　"So angry, it seems Duanmu Chen didn't 'satisfy' you!" Xiang Xiaosi casually arrived at the training ground, 　　seeing her older sister in her red outfit, her brows furrowed with rage.

"Shut up!" Xiang Xiaoming glared at Xiang Xiaosi. "You traitor!"
Instead of helping her, he sided with Duanmu Chen—a complete traitor!
"What did I do?" Xiang Xiaosi looked innocent, her moon-white dress accentuating her pure and innocent
aura.
"Stop playing dumb. You knew that guy was in my room, but you didn't tell me first." She was caught off guard
and had been entangled by Duanmu Chen all night.
"I had something to say, but you interrupted me first," Xiang Xiaosi argued. "And even if you knew first,
what difference would it make? You still couldn't escape his grasp!"
How could her simple and straightforward older sister possibly outmaneuver the cunning and treacherous Duanmu Chen? It was obvious she would
lose!
"You…" Xiang Xiaoming was speechless, and could only vent her anger on her sword.
Damn it! Damn it! How could she possibly defeat Duanmu Chen, surprise him, and make him taste the bitterness in her heart
?
"Ming'er, I knew you'd be here." Unaware of his eldest daughter's anger, Xiang Batian hurriedly arrived at the training
ground.
"What?" Xiang Xiaoming glared at her father, annoyed.
Ignoring his daughter's anger, Xiang Batian grinned, overjoyed. "Let me tell you,
the young master of Mingtian Manor sent someone to invite you to meet him at the restaurant tomorrow."
Of his four daughters, he was most worried about his eldest. She was incredibly domineering;
no one in the entire Jingyang City dared to touch her. Now that someone was finally interested in her, how could he not be happy?
"Who is he? He thinks I can just go because he says he'll invite me?" Xiang Xiaoming scoffed, looking completely uninterested.
"No, Ming'er, actually, someone did propose marriage, but your father refused. After all, without your
consent, your father couldn't agree. But the young master of Mingtian Manor seems to be of very good character, so he wants you to
meet him first. If you like him, I'll agree to the marriage."
His wife died early, leaving behind four daughters, who were his treasures. He never
forced them to do anything they didn't want to do, not even marriage, which is why they were all still unmarried at twenty. Now, a good man
was interested in his eldest daughter, how could he let him go?
Hearing her father's words, Xiang Xiaoming frowned without thinking, "I'm not interested, you can refuse." Right now,
all she could think about was defeating Duanmu Chen; nothing else mattered.
"You don't want to?" Hearing his daughter's refusal, Xiang Batian lowered his head in disappointment.
"Yes! I don't..." The words caught in her throat.
She suddenly realized that Duanmu Chen probably hadn't expected any other man to be interested in her, right?
He must have thought that no one else would want her except him, wow! Did he think that Xiang Xiaoming only cared about him?
And now was a perfect opportunity, one he would never have expected!
What would his reaction be if he knew? Xiang Xiaoming couldn't help but wonder, her eyes darting around.
"Okay! I agree."
"What?!" Hearing his daughter's words, Xiang Batian's eyes widened, unable to believe what he had just heard. Even
Xiang Xiaosi, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow.
"I said I agree to meet for dinner." Xiang Xiaoming curled her lips into a slight smile.
Heh, Duanmu Chen, just you wait and see!
Xiang Xiaoming was still dressed in her fiery red outfit, her long hair still tied up with a silver ring, without any adornment,
not even rouge, going to the appointment with a carefree air.
As soon as she entered the pavilion, she saw a man dressed in fine white robes sitting at the agreed-upon seat. Upon seeing
her, he immediately stood up and smiled gently at her.
He was a very refined man, exuding nobility, his elegant demeanor attracting attention.
Xiang Xiaoming raised an eyebrow and walked up to him. "You must be Shen Shaowen? The young master of Mingtian Manor?"
"That's me." Shen Shaowen smiled gently, holding a folding fan, adding a touch of elegance. "I've long admired Miss Xiang's
name; seeing you today, it's certainly well-deserved."
"Not at all." Xiang Xiaoming smiled and sat down first, her large eyes still scrutinizing him.
Mingtian Manor was located in a neighboring town and had a fairly high reputation. She had heard of it before, but she never expected that someone of that stature would
come to her house to propose marriage, especially to her.
"My father told me that you came to my house to propose marriage?" Unable to contain her curiosity, Xiang Xiaoming asked.
"That's right." Shen Shaowen smiled lightly, poured Xiang Xiaoming a cup of wine, and subtly observed
the woman before him.
She wasn't strikingly beautiful, but her charm and aura were extremely attractive. Her red outfit accentuated her beautiful
figure, and her eyes shone with a vibrant energy, like a flame, drawing attention.
To conquer that flame would surely be a great achievement. Thinking of this, Shen Shaowen smiled slightly.
"Why me?" With her notorious reputation in Jingyang City, she didn't think any man would dare to come to her door to propose marriage.
Would anyone want to marry a tigress?
Xiang Xiaoming's question made Shen Shaowen laugh. He lightly shook his folding fan and said, "Doesn't Miss Xiang know she's very attractive
?" At least, he was attracted to her.
His words almost made Xiang Xiaoming spit out the wine in her mouth. Attractive? This was the first time she'd heard someone
say that about her.
Was there something wrong with this man? Xiang Xiaoming glanced at Shen Shaowen, seeing that he was still smiling politely, seemingly
unaware that he had said anything wrong, she could only force a smile herself.
Suddenly, Xiang Xiaoming felt bored.
It didn't seem as interesting as she had imagined. The endless conversation had left her uninterested, and she was starting to regret it
.
Practicing martial arts at home was more interesting than this! Eating her food, suppressing a yawn, Xiang Xiaoming couldn't help but think to herself.
"What do you think of me, Miss Xiang?" Shen Shaowen suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Xiang Xiaoming was stunned. What did she think of him? She didn't feel anything!
"It's like this, I really like Miss Xiang and want to marry you. I wonder if Miss Xiang would be willing?"
Shen Shaowen asked sincerely.
Xiang Xiaoming was completely caught off guard, a mouthful of wine still in her mouth, unable to swallow. How was she supposed to answer?
Just as she was dumbfounded, she saw a figure in black walk up the steps, invited up by the waiter, accompanied by
a girl in pink.
"Pfft! Cough cough cough..." The wine stuck in her throat, and she spat it out.
He…how did he get here?!
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"Miss Xiang, are you alright?" Seeing Xiang Xiaoming suddenly spit out wine and cough incessantly, Shen Shaowen was stunned
for a moment, accidentally getting sprayed by her.
"Cough cough…no…cough…" Xiang Xiaoming choked, her face turning red, and quickly waved her hand. Seeing that she had sprayed him, she
awkwardly forced a smile, "Sorry, I sprayed you all over…"
"It's alright." Shen Shaowen smiled politely, not taking it to heart. "It only got on my sleeve, it's nothing
."
"Cough…then…that's good." Shen Shaowen's politeness made Xiang Xiaoming raise an eyebrow, feeling a bit of goodwill. It seemed
this young master had a good temper!
Unlike someone else, despicable and petty!
Thinking of this, Xiang Xiaoming glanced at the next table. By sheer coincidence, the waiter had them sit next to each other, the two tables
very close, close enough to hear each other's voices.
"Brother Duanmu, it's been so long, Ruoyin really missed you." Ji Ruoyin gazed at
the handsome man before her with tender affection, making no attempt to hide her admiration.
"I missed you too." Duanmu Chen smiled handsomely, noticing the gaze from next door, his eyes flickered slightly, and his smile became
even more dashing.
Hearing Duanmu Chen's reply, Xiang Xiaoming couldn't help but frown, glancing at Ji Ruoyin. Hmm... quite beautiful
, dressed in fine silks and satins, clearly from a good family.
When did Duanmu Chen meet this woman? How come she didn't know?
Thinking of this, Xiang Xiaoming's brows furrowed even more tightly, especially after hearing their conversation, a sudden displeasure
welled up inside her, which she couldn't control.
"You bastard..." she muttered through gritted teeth.
"Miss Xiang, what did you say?" Not having heard her clearly, Shen Shaowen looked at her in confusion.
"Nothing! Nothing!" Xiang Xiaoming forced a smile, casually brushing it off, her ears still pricked up
, listening to the conversation next door.
"Really?" Hearing Duanmu Chen's answer, Ji Ruoyin's heart fluttered, her eyes lighting up.
She and Duanmu Chen were childhood sweethearts, growing up together, and her heart had long belonged to him. It was just a pity that they
moved to Jingyang City, forcing them to live apart, but this did not stop her love for him in the slightest.
"Of course, we grew up together, you're like my little sister." Duanmu Chen wasn't unaware of Ji Ruoyin
's affection for him, but he brushed it off lightly.
Little sister?
That flirtatious smile, was that a smile for a little sister?
"Who would believe such nonsense!" Xiang Xiaoming sneered. If you're going to lie, at least make it look decent. He dared to say such a lie,
but she wouldn't dare to hear it!
"Brother Duanmu, you know Ruoyin never sees you as a big brother." Ji Ruoyin could
n't help but pout coquettishly. Hmm! Was her voice too sweet? She almost spat out the food she had just eaten.
"Girl, isn't your taste terrible? Liking this kind of man will only bring you unhappiness." Xiang Xiaoming muttered softly.
Hearing her muttering, tinged with a hint of bitterness, Duanmu Chen couldn't help but chuckle.
"Brother Duanmu, what are you laughing at?" Ji Ruoyin looked puzzled when Duanmu Chen suddenly laughed.
"No, nothing." Duanmu Chen took a sip of wine to hide his amusement.
Unaware of the tension between them, Shen Shaowen stared intently at Xiang Xiaoming. Although he sensed
something was off about her expression, he asked again, "Miss Xiang, what is your answer to what I just said?"
"What did I say?" Xiang Xiaoming asked casually, her attention completely focused on the table next to her.
"It's about proposing marriage to the Xiang family. What does Miss Xiang think?"
Hearing Shen Shaowen's words, Duanmu Chen slightly furrowed his brow, but then relaxed it again, as if nothing had happened
.
"Huh?" Shen Shaowen's words drew Xiang Xiaoming's attention back. Seeing his serious expression, she was a little dumbfounded.
"Uh... this..."
She stammered, glancing instinctively at Duanmu Chen, only to find him expressionless, as if he hadn't heard a thing.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but get angry.
What the hell! What kind of reaction was this?
Someone was proposing to her! And he didn't even show a hint of emotion?!
"Here, Ruoyin, this braised duck with vinegar sauce is famous in this restaurant, try it." Duanmu Chen smiled, placing
a piece of braised pork in Ji Ruoyin's bowl.
"Thank you." Ji Ruoyin smiled sweetly at Duanmu Chen's gentleness.
This scene made Xiang Xiaoming's eyes widen, her anger flaring up, almost unbearable!
Bastard! In the past six years, she'd never seen him serve her food, never seen him be gentle with her, yet now he was with another
woman...
"Duanmu Chen!" Xiang Xiaoming, unable to contain her anger, slammed her hand on the table and stood up.
"Hmm?" As if only now noticing her, Duanmu Chen looked surprised. "Isn't this Miss Xiang? What a coincidence
!"
"Coincidence my ass! I'm sitting right next to you, you must be blind to not see me!" She refused to believe
he hadn't seen her.
"Hey! Why are you so fierce?" Ji Ruoyin frowned, unable to hold back her words.
"It's alright." Duanmu Chen reached out to stop Ji Ruoyin, his handsome face still smiling, seemingly unconcerned about Xiang Xiaoming's words
. "I thought you'd want me to pretend I didn't see you, didn't I?"
He smiled gently, his face peaceful and harmless, yet it sent a
chill down Xiang Xiaoming's spine.
She didn't fully understand Duanmu Chen's temper, but
she had a pretty good grasp of it. Right now, he was angry, and very, very angry at that.
"Besides, don't you usually ignore me? Moreover, I saw you chatting happily with Young Master Shen
..."
The gentler Duanmu Chen's tone, the more terrified Xiang Xiaoming felt.
"Uh...I..." Her initial imposing manner vanished, replaced by weakness under his gentleness—how terrifying!
"What's wrong?" Duanmu Chen looked at Xiang Xiaoming with a puzzled expression, his face seemingly harmless, but a
cold glint flashed in his dark eyes. Wasn't he so imposing just now?
Xiang Xiaoming clearly understood the meaning in Duanmu Chen's eyes; he was like a vicious tiger that had caught its prey, and she was
the prey! She swallowed hard, her body stiffening slightly.
"Miss Xiang, why are you trembling?" Noticing something was wrong, Shen Shaowen covered her hand with his,
looking at her with concern.
But this intimacy made Duanmu Chen narrow his eyes, coldly watching their intertwined hands.
"I'm fine!" Xiang Xiaoming quickly pulled her hand away, not because of Duanmu Chen's glare, but because she didn't
like being touched by strangers, so she couldn't help but frown.
Her obvious disgust made Shen Shaowen's refined and handsome face flash with embarrassment, but he still smiled politely.
"I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."
"Don't do that again." Xiang Xiaoming frowned, speaking without any tact. She was genuinely unhappy and
wouldn't give him a way out.
"Yes, I'm really sorry." Shen Shaowen was taken aback, his displeasure flashing by, but he still apologized politely.
But Duanmu Chen didn't miss Shen Shaowen's fleeting expression. His eyes flickered, a thoughtful look passing through them, making him
pay more attention to Shen Shaowen.
"Never mind!" Seeing Shen Shaowen keep apologizing, Xiang Xiaoming curled her lips, not wanting to hold a grudge. "I'm leaving now
, thank you for the invitation."
She waved and turned to leave. The most important thing now was to get away from Duanmu Chen; she hadn't overlooked his hidden
anger.
"Miss Xiang, about what I just said..." Seeing her about to leave, Shen Shaowen quickly spoke up.
"Uh...we'll talk about it later!" Xiang Xiaoming chuckled dryly, brushing it off, not daring to look at Duanmu Chen again, and quickly
left.
No way, if she stayed any longer, she'd be the one to die!
Trying hard to ignore the sharp gaze shooting from behind, Xiang Xiaoming quickly left the restaurant, so she didn't see Shen Shaowen's
obviously darkened expression.
But Duanmu Chen, standing to the side, saw it all clearly, his eyes filled with even deeper thought.
**********
...
As soon as evening fell and she entered the room, Xiang Xiaoming sensed something was wrong and instinctively turned to run away…
“What do you think would happen if I chased after you? I don’t care if others see me! But you…”
A faint threat came from behind, making Xiang Xiaoming stop in her tracks. After struggling for a while, she reluctantly
closed the door and turned to look at Duanmu Chen.
Duanmu Chen was sitting on the bed and beckoned to her with his finger. “Come here.”
Calling a dog?
Pah! Why is she cursing me?
Xiang Xiaoming shook her head violently, glared at Duanmu Chen, and walked towards him unwillingly. “What’s wrong? You come here every day
, are you very free?”
“Not as free as you! You even have time to eat with people. Looks like ‘Zhentian Escort Agency’ is about to collapse, isn’t it?” Duanmu Chen
hugged Xiang Xiaoming’s waist tightly and mocked lightly.
“Bullshit! Don’t talk nonsense. Even after you die, my family will still be fine.” How dare he curse her family’s escort agency? Xiang
Xiaoming glared at him fiercely.
"You want me dead that badly!" Xiang Xiaoming's words made Duanmu Chen raise an eyebrow, his grip
on her waist tightening, and he lowered his head to bite her jade-like neck hard.
"Ouch!" The double pain made Xiang Xiaoming frown, and she pushed Duanmu Chen away forcefully. "Why did you bite me?"
She touched her neck, touching the clear teeth marks. She looked down and saw the obvious marks on it. "Damn it! You left a mark! How am I supposed to face anyone like this?" She jumped up and down in anger, glaring at 　　him
angrily . 　　What's wrong with this guy? He'd never left a mark in such an obvious place before, but this time... 　　Seeing Duanmu Chen smiling without any remorse, clearly doing it on purpose, made Xiang Xiaoming even angrier. "Duanmu Chen, 　　you're still smiling?" 　　"Do you want me to be angry?" Duanmu Chen narrowed his dark eyes, his smile disappearing, replaced by a cold expression. 　　"I haven't forgiven you for having dinner with that guy surnamed Shen." 　　"Who needs your forgiveness!" Glaring at him, Xiang Xiaoming wasn't afraid of him at all. "You were having dinner with that Ruoyin girl, weren't you 　　!" 　　And the two of them were so intimate, humph! 　　Duanmu Chen raised an eyebrow, his coldness replaced by a smile. "Strange, I smell a sour smell, a really strong one..." 　　"What sour smell?" Xiang Xiaoming glanced at him strangely, and seeing his ambiguous smile, she instantly understood. 　　"Don't overthink it, I'm not jealous. Who do you think you are? What could possibly make me jealous?" 　　she shouted, her face flushed with anxiety, especially seeing his smile grow wider and wider, clearly indicating he didn't 　　believe her... 　　"Damn it! Stop laughing!" Xiang Xiaoming was annoyed. She wasn't jealous, so why was he laughing like that? As 　　if she really was jealous. 　　She wasn't! 　　"Good girl, I understand." It was so much fun teasing her, Duanmu Chen patted Xiang Xiaoming's head with satisfaction, all his previous displeasure 　　disappearing. 　　Damn it! He was clearly just placating her! 　　Xiang Xiaoming was even angrier when she saw this, and was about to explode when she saw him suddenly stand up, startling her. "What are you doing?" 　　"Going back!" Duanmu Chen smiled and walked towards the door. 　　Going back? 　　"Aren't you going to stay?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Xiang Xiaoming regretted it. Why did she ask that? It was as if she hoped 　　he would stay. 　　Sure enough, Duanmu Chen stopped and looked at her with a wicked smile. "What? You want me to stay?" 　　"I don't want you to stay!" Xiang Xiaoming quickly retorted, but then felt strange. Usually, when he came over, he would 　　spend most of the night with her in bed. Why was he acting so strangely today...? 　　"I really want to stay, but unfortunately I can't. We have important guests at home." Duanmu Chen said ambiguously, 　　winking at her lightly. 　　Xiang Xiaoming narrowed her eyes, thinking of the girl she had seen that afternoon. "Was it that Ruoyin?" Her 　　voice carried an unconscious hint of jealousy. 　　Duanmu Chen smiled in response. Actually, he had matters to attend to at the escort agency tonight, but he deliberately kept quiet, intentionally arousing 　　her suspicion. 　　This was her punishment! How dare she have dinner with another man without permission? Did she think he would let her off so easily 　　? 　　Seeing Duanmu Chen remain silent, Xiang Xiaoming felt she had guessed correctly. Instantly, a surge of anger rose within her. This bastard! This scoundrel 　　! 　　"Get out of here if you want to leave!" This disgusting man! He's an eyesore!

"I'm leaving now, aren't I?" Her reaction pleased him, and his smile widened. "Also, you
're not allowed to see that Shen Shaowen again."
Duanmu Chen hadn't forgotten Shen Shaowen's changed expression; he'd come tonight to tell her to stay away from that guy.
"Why?" Who did he think he was? Just because he said he wouldn't see her anymore?
"That guy isn't as innocent as he seems. Don't run into him again, lest you be fooled, understand?" Duanmu
Chen's face darkened, and he coldly commanded.
"Wow! Don't talk nonsense!" Xiang Xiaoming didn't believe him. Shen Shaowen seemed gentle and refined; what
danger could he possibly pose?
"Xiang Xiaoming, just do as I say!" Duanmu Chen looked at her unhappily, his voice tinged with displeasure
.
This woman, he was only reminding her for her own good, yet she acted as if he was lying to her. "Anyway
, if I find out you're with him again, you're finished!"
After threatening her, Duanmu Chen quickly left.
"Wow! You can be with that Ruoyin, but I can't be with Shen Shaowen?"
Xiang Xiaoming rubbed her waist, growling angrily at the disappearing figure, feeling a surge of anger.
Who did he think he was? Did he think she had to do what he said?
"Duanmu Chen! You can be a womanizer, but I can't? Who do you think you are to me? Why do you care so much!"
Humph! He forbade it, but she was determined to be with Shen Shaowen! ( The following is a separate, unrelated excerpt
): A fierce woman fights her husband 2.
Not wanting to be obsessed
, yet inexplicably attached,
already used to his close body temperature…
Completely ignoring Duanmu Chen's warnings, she deliberately defied him,
spending almost every day with Shen Shaowen for the past two weeks.
Relying on her martial arts skills, she didn't think the refined-looking Shen Shaowen posed any threat, and after knowing him for over half
a month, he was just as good as he seemed!
Duanmu Chen even said Shen Jinwen wasn't innocent? Wow! Nonsense, compared to him, everyone is innocent
!
Xiang Xiaoming scoffed inwardly. Today, she still went out with Shen Shaowen, strolling through the market together.
Because she had been spending so much time with Shen Shaowen for the past two weeks, her father was overjoyed, thinking there was
hope for marrying off his daughter, and he was all smiles every day.
Xiang Xiaoming was too lazy to explain; she had no feelings for Shen Shaowen, and going out with him was only to spite
Duanmu Chen.
But… Duanmu Chen hadn't reacted at all! Moreover, she hadn't seen him even
once in the past two weeks!
This was strange. Usually, that guy would be in her bed every few days, but this time he hadn't shown up for a whole two weeks
…
Not seeing Duanmu Chen made Xiang Xiaoming's brows furrow even more tightly.
This had only happened since that woman named Ji Ruoyin appeared. Had he been with Ji
Ruoyin all this time?
Thinking of this, a sour and stifling feeling welled up inside her, making Xiang Xiaoming feel inexplicably uncomfortable,
a little angry, and a little annoyed…
It was truly inexplicable!
Duanmu Chen wasn't bothering her, staying far away from her. Shouldn't she be happy, celebrating with firecrackers? But
why couldn't she feel happy at all? Instead, she felt incredibly stifled.
Even deliberately disobeying him and spending every day with Shen Shaowen didn't elicit any reaction from him; he was still nowhere to
be seen, making her feel utterly suffocated!
"That jerk! Where has he gone?" She wasn't missing him; she just... felt so stifled. For the first time,
not being able to track him made her feel a strange feeling fermenting and spreading in her heart.
"Miss Xiang, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Xiang Xiaoming remained silent, Shen Shaowen looked at her with concern, his handsome face
still exuding a refined air.
"Nothing." Xiang Xiaoming was listless, feeling utterly annoyed, and had no interest in continuing to be with Shen Shaowen.
"I'm sorry, I want to go back first."
"Why? Didn't we just come out?" Shen Shaowen was taken aback and quickly tried to persuade her to stay.
"I remembered I have something to do, so I want to go back first." Xiang Xiaoming casually made up an excuse.
"Is that so!" Shen Shaowen said with a regretful expression. "I recently acquired a famous sword, and I originally intended to invite Miss
Xiang to Mingtian Manor today so we could admire it."
Hearing about the famous sword, Xiang Xiaoming showed a slight interest. "What sword?"
"It's the legendary sword of all time—Gan Jiang." Seeing Xiang Xiaoming's interest, Shen Shaowen quickly spoke up.
"Gan Jiang?!" Hearing this name, Xiang Xiaoming's eyes lit up. "Really? You really got this
sword?"
"Yes! I spent a fortune and went through a lot of trouble to acquire it. I knew Miss Xiang would be interested."
Shen Shaowen nodded with a smile.
Of course she was interested. Gan Jiang was an ancient famous sword, and the thought of seeing it in person made Xiang Xiaoming
extremely excited.
"If Miss Xiang would like to see it, would you be willing to come with me to Mingtian Manor?" Shen Shaowen
asked politely with a light smile.
"Of course!" Xiang Xiaoming nodded immediately without thinking, her mind completely filled with "Gan Jiang." "Let
's go!"
Xiang Xiaoming said happily, but before she could finish speaking, a voice came from behind her—
"Xiang Xiaoming!"
She was startled, turned around, and her eyebrows immediately rose. Duanmu Chen? Ha! Finally, she saw him!
Moreover, Ji Ruoyin was with him, so they seemed to be getting along very well!
Xiang Xiaoming thought sourly, a hint of anger rising in her heart. Without avoiding him, she haughtily raised her small
face and stared at Duanmu Chen.
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He should have guessed that this woman would never obediently listen to him!
Duanmu Chen's handsome face was cold. Seeing Xiang Xiaoming chatting so enthusiastically with Shen Shaowen, a hint of anger
rose in his heart, but he remained calm and his expression was still indifferent.
For the past two weeks, he'd been busy with the Ji family's escort mission and
hadn't had a chance to see her. He'd only just returned to Jingyang City with Ji Ruoyin today, intending to visit her that evening. But as soon as he entered the city gates, he saw her with Shen Shaowen.
That damned woman!
Seeing Duanmu Chen looking at her coldly, Xiang Xiaoming puffed out her chest and looked at him arrogantly as well. "Oh! What a coincidence!
I didn't expect to run into you here!"
Humph! She finally got what she was waiting for!
Xiang Xiaoming thought childishly, especially when she noticed that Duanmu Chen seemed angry, she was even happier, and the corners of her mouth turned up even higher.
Hehe, she just wanted to defy him, she just wanted to make him angry, the angrier he was, the happier she was
!
"Yes! It really is a coincidence!" Duanmu Chen snorted coldly, and seeing her smug smile, his eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately understood
her thoughts.
It seems that the angrier he was, the smuger this woman was.
Thinking of this, Duanmu Chen laughed angrily, "Yes! I just returned to Jingyang City with Ruoyin, and I didn't expect
to run into you as soon as I entered the city."
"Where are you going?" Hearing that he and Ji Ruoyin were leaving, Xiang Xiaoming immediately frowned and
asked without thinking.
"What business is it of yours where Brother Duanmu and I go?" Ji Ruoyin retorted rudely, her beautiful body pressed close to Duanmu
Chen's, her eyes filled with hostility as she looked at Xiang Xiaoming.
She keenly sensed that the relationship between this girl and Duanmu Chen seemed to be more than just friendship, which made her wary
.
Ji Ruoyin's interruption made Xiang Xiaoming's brows furrow even more, especially seeing her intimate appearance with Duanmu Chen, and
seeing Duanmu Chen's unwavering composure, which only fueled her anger.
"Miss Xiang, are you and Brother Duanmu very familiar?" Shen Shaowen asked, puzzled. He had always heard that the Xiang and Duanmu
families were at odds, but the two of them didn't seem to be.
"Who's familiar with him?" Xiang Xiaoming scoffed. "Haven't you heard? I, Xiang Xiaoming, and Duanmu Chen have always been at odds,
we're enemies!"
Her words made Duanmu Chen raise an eyebrow, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "Are we enemies? But at
times, we seem to get along quite well..."
His voice carried a hint of ambiguity, like the teasing whisper in her ear when they were intimate...
"Duanmu Chen!" Understanding his implication, Xiang Xiaoming blushed, both embarrassed and angry, glaring at him fiercely.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
This damned guy! If he dared to say anything inappropriate in public, she would definitely chop him up!
"Did I say anything?" Duanmu Chen looked innocent, but a hint of evil flashed in his dark eyes.
"You..." Xiang Xiaoming was so angry she couldn't speak, turning her face away, too lazy to pay him any attention. "Shen Shaowen, let's go!
Weren't we going to see the sword?"
"Stop!" Duanmu Chen frowned, calling out to Xiang Xiaoming in a deep voice.
"What?" Xiang Xiaoming turned around irritably.
"Come back with me!" Duanmu Chen glanced at Shen Shaowen, who still maintained a gentle and refined demeanor,
returning his gaze with a warm smile, but it felt fake to him.
Xiang Xiaoming looked at Duanmu Chen with amusement. "What's wrong with you? Why should I go back with you?"
What a joke! Who does he think he is?
"Brother Duanmu, why are you paying attention to her?" Ji Ruoyin also frowned,
slightly surprised to see Duanmu Chen, who always had a smile on his face, suddenly become serious.
Ignoring Ji Ruoyin's question, Duanmu Chen's attention was entirely focused on Xiang Xiaoming. "Don't
make me say the same thing twice, come back with me!"
"No way!" Xiang Xiaoming wouldn't listen to Duanmu Chen, instead stubbornly raising her chin and deliberately resisting
him. "Duanmu Chen, stop talking to me in that commanding tone!"
"Ming'er, you know my temper, don't make me angry." For the first time in public, Duanmu Chen affectionately
called her by her private name.
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the passersby who had been watching the commotion whispered in surprise, their expressions full of
astonishment.
After all, it was common knowledge in Jingyang City that Xiang Xiaoming and Duanmu Chen didn't get along, but today, it
seemed like something was off between them...
Hearing the whispers, Xiang Xiaoming glared at Duanmu Chen, both angry and anxious. This damned guy dared
to call her that in front of everyone...
"Duanmu Chen! You..."
"Come on! Come back with me!" Duanmu Chen had no patience to waste any more time with Xiang Xiaoming. He stepped forward domineeringly and grabbed her
hand.
"Let go!" Xiang Xiaoming angrily broke free and, without thinking, drew her nine-section silver whip from her waist and
lashed out at Duanmu Chen. "Don't touch me!"
Unexpectedly, Duanmu Chen immediately dodged to the side, but his cheek was still injured, leaving a bloody
mark that seeped out.
"Ah!" Ji Ruoyin screamed in fright and quickly ran to Duanmu Chen's side, looking at him worriedly. "Brother Duanmu,
are you alright? How could you do this to someone like that, suddenly injuring someone!"
"I..." Xiang Xiaoming was also stunned. She had only drawn her silver whip in a fit of anger; she hadn't intended to hurt
him. She thought he could dodge it...
"I'm fine." Avoiding Ji Ruoyin's contact subtly, Duanmu Chen looked at Xiang Xiaoming coldly,
the wound on his cheek clearly visible.
Xiang Xiaoming bit her lip. She wanted to apologize, but she couldn't bring herself to say it in front of everyone. Her small hands clenched into fists,
momentarily at a loss.
The atmosphere suddenly became icy. After a long while, Xiang Xiaoming stubbornly spoke up.
"Mind your own business!" Turning away and shouting this, she turned and left without looking back.
"Miss Xiang, wait for me." Shen Shaowen, who had been standing to the side, quickly followed Xiang Xiaoming after her
.
Duanmu Chen watched Xiang Xiaoming leave silently, his handsome face growing even colder and more sinister, his sinister appearance sending chills down one's spine. Even
Ji Ruoyin stood silently to the side, not daring to approach.
That damned woman! Let her go!
He would grant her wish and ignore her!
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Duanmu Chen didn't chase after her…
Xiang Xiaoming's thoughts were in turmoil. Although she had arrived at Mingtian Manor with Shen Shaowen, her mind was filled with thoughts of Duanmu
Chen.
He didn't chase after her! She thought he would be angry and then catch up.
But he didn't. She turned around many times, but she still didn't see Duanmu Chen's figure.
She couldn't describe her feelings; a mix of disappointment, panic, and utter confusion...
She really didn't mean to hurt him. She was just angry for a moment, and in her haste, she didn't think things through. Besides
, she thought he could dodge it, but...
Thinking of the injury on Duanmu Chen's face, her brows furrowed even more. Although it was just a minor injury, she was
still in the wrong. She wasn't an unreasonable person, and she certainly didn't intend to hurt him!
Was he... so angry that he didn't want to talk to her anymore? Thinking of this, her already flustered heart became even more anxious.
"Miss Xiang, are you worried about Young Master Duanmu's injury?" Seeing Xiang Xiaoming's constantly changing expression,
Shen Shaowen raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes flashing slightly.
"I'm not worried about him!" Xiang Xiaoming quickly retorted, but her tense expression told a completely different
story.
Seeing this, Shen Shaowen smiled slightly and poured her a glass of water. "You look terrible, have some tea!"
Taking the cup, Xiang Xiaoming didn't look at Shen Shaowen, gripping it tightly, her thoughts still on Duanmu Chen,
the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, so she simply drank the water in one gulp.
"I'm going back!" Having no more interest in watching "Gan Jiang," Xiang Xiaoming put down the cup and immediately headed for the door
.
"Wait! Didn't you want to watch Gan Jiang?" Shen Shaowen quickly reached out and grabbed Xiang Xiaoming.
Xiang Xiaoming quickly shook off Shen Shaowen's hand, her brows furrowing slightly, "No, I don't want to watch anymore." She only
wanted to know how Duanmu Chen…
Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over her, making her sway. This…
she felt strange, a warmth spreading from within her, making her suddenly feel very hot, a
tickling sensation in her private parts, and a slight dampness…
This feeling was familiar to her; under Duanmu Chen's teasing, she always involuntarily had these shameful reactions
. But why…?
Her small hands gripped the table for support, her eyes catching sight of the porcelain cup beside her, the tea from before…
“There was…”
“An aphrodisiac.” Shen Shaowen answered for Xiang Xiaoming, seeing the drug take effect, his handsome face instantly losing its refined elegance,
replaced by lust.
“You…” Xiang Xiaoming looked at him in disbelief. The man she thought was harmless had changed
his expression in an instant.
Only then did she believe Duanmu Chen's words. Shen Shaowen wasn't as gentle and harmless as he appeared, yet she hadn't listened to him,
and instead, deliberately stayed with him to defy him…
“Looks like the drug took effect quickly.” Shen Shaowen chuckled, seeing a blush creep onto Xiang Xiaoming's face, adding to
her alluring charm.
“You dared to drug me?” Xiang Xiaoming roared, but her voice was soft and weak, like a pleading murmur,
making it even more seductive.
She felt so hot, her mind gradually becoming hazy, making it hard for her to support herself…
“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Shen Shaowen smiled wickedly. "You really think I want to propose to you? If it weren't for
that bet, I wouldn't be interested in you at all; but after seeing you, things are different..."
Shen Shaowen stepped forward, gently stroking Xiang Xiaoming's flushed cheeks. The smooth touch made him squint;
he hadn't expected her honey-like skin to be so tender...
"Mmm..." The man's touch brought a touch of pleasure to her burning desire, and Xiang Xiaoming couldn't help but let out a soft moan,
almost leaning closer.
But a sliver of reason quickly rose, and she forcefully slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me!" She took a few steps back,
panting softly, her vision beginning to blur.
Shen Shaowen didn't care about Xiang Xiaoming's resistance; instead, he chuckled softly. "Really don't want me to touch you? Anyway, it's not like you
've never been touched by a man before. It's not bad to try someone else's taste! You might even think I'm
better than Duanmu Chen!"
Shen Shaowen wasn't blind; he had already seen the ambiguity between Xiang Xiaoming and Duanmu Chen, but he pretended to ignore it. It's a real
pity, he was truly attracted to her.
Her fiery passion was so alluring, yet she was a used, faded flower, a discarded bloom. But
it didn't matter; he didn't mind playing with her.
For the past two weeks, she hadn't let him touch her, and he had endured it for over half a month before deciding to make his move today,
to taste this flame.
"Shut up!" Xiang Xiaoming shook her head violently and growled, but felt the heat in her abdomen burn even brighter, making her feel
unbearably hot.
"Hot, isn't it? Want me to rub it for you?" Shen Shaowen pulled Xiang Xiaoming into his arms, enjoying the warm
, soft flesh in his embrace.
"No…" Xiang Xiaoming tried to push him away, but the drug made her weak, instead craving the man's
warmth, involuntarily pressing herself against him.
She was so hot, so uncomfortable; sweat slid down her cheeks and neck, making her skin look even more alluring.
Shen Shaowen narrowed his eyes, his lust quickly ignited. His large hand unceremoniously grabbed one of her full breasts through her clothes,
kneading it forcefully.
"Such a wonderful touch..." Shen Shaowen wickedly licked his lips, praising her, yearning to touch her smooth, fleshy breast
.
"No... um..." She didn't want him to touch her, she didn't want to...
but it felt so good. The heat dissipated slightly, making her involuntarily crave the pleasure of being kneaded. "No!"
Biting her lip, she pushed him away with her last bit of strength.
"Get away from me!" She quickly backed away, her small hands clenching tightly in her palms. Even if they bled, it didn't matter;
she wanted to feel the pain so she could maintain a sliver of clarity.
"Heh, stop resisting in vain." Shen Shaowen lewdly approached Xiang Xiaoming, slowly removing his clothes
, his obscene gaze fixed on her body.
"You must be very hot, and want a man, right? I can help you cool down..." Shen Shaowen pulled down his pants,
walking towards her completely naked.
"No! Get away..." Xiang Xiaoming murmured. She hadn't missed Shen Shaowen's hardened desire, which sent
a shiver down her spine. Looking at his hideous, lewd face, she felt fear for the first time.
"No..." She tried to escape, but had already retreated to the bed, her foot twisting, and she fell onto the bed.
"Be good, I'll take good care of you." Shen Shaowen grinned wickedly and pounced on her.
"No!" Xiang Xiaoming resisted weakly, but the sound of tearing clothes kept coming. "No..."
She was terrified, her voice trembling with sobs, fear and lust tormenting her simultaneously.
"No..."
"Such beautiful breasts..." Looking at her full, soft breasts, the pink nipples hard and trembling slightly, like alluring flower petals,
Shen Shaowen couldn't wait to grab one and knead it vigorously, his head lowering as he sucked on the sweet
taste.
"Mmm..." The last vestiges of reason made Xiang Xiaoming want to push Shen Shaowen away, but the heat in her body dissipated with the touch
, causing her to groan uncontrollably, her body involuntarily pressing against him.
"Get away..." she cried out, clearly not wanting it, but her body was controlled by the drug, making her unable to resist
.
"I didn't expect it to taste so good." Shen Shaowen clicked his tongue, his large hand forcefully pulling down her panties, eager
to bury himself in her wet little hole.
"No!" Understanding what he intended to do, Xiang Xiaoming resisted in horror, trying to push him away, but her limp body
had no strength. Her vaginal fluids flowed incessantly, wetting her inner thighs and causing a slight itch.
Ignoring her resistance, Shen Shaowen exerted his strength, about to thrust his hips into her alluring flower cave, when the door
was kicked open forcefully.
"Damn it!" Upon seeing Xiang Xiaoming pinned to the bed, her clothes scattered on the floor, Duanmu Chen's anger
flared. He immediately rushed forward and forcefully pulled Shen Shaowen away.
"Ah!" Unexpectedly, someone rushed in, and Shen Shaowen was caught off guard, thrown to the ground. "Who is it
..."
Before he could finish speaking, seeing the person who entered, he shut his mouth in terror. "Duan...Duanmu Chen?!"
Shen Shaowen stammered, looking fearfully at Duanmu Chen's ashen face. His cold demeanor made him have no
doubt that he was about to be killed.
Duanmu Chen squinted at Xiang Xiaoming, who was panting heavily on the bed. Her flushed cheeks, hazy eyes, and
the faint blue marks on her fair skin...
The more he looked, the angrier he became. He hadn't wanted to interfere, letting her do as she pleased.
But he couldn't bear to leave her alone, and despite his anger, he had still followed her. Luckily, he had come; if he hadn't,
she probably would have...
Thinking of this, Duanmu Chen clenched his fist and looked at Shen Shaowen with a cold gaze. "You drugged her?" Looking at the girl
's reaction, he easily guessed the reason.
"I...I..." Shen Shaowen swallowed hard, looking at Duanmu Chen's cold and stern face, too afraid to answer
.
"Dare to drug her? Very well!" A cold smile appeared on Duanmu Chen's face as he slowly walked towards Shen Shaowen, his chilling
expression sending shivers down one's spine.
"You... what do you want to do?" Shen Shaowen scrambled backward, his face filled with panic. "Help! Someone help me!"
Fearing for his life, he shouted for the guards to come to his rescue.
"Stop yelling. Your guards are already down." He had already taken down everyone who tried to stop him when he barged in
. "No one can save you now, and if you dare touch her, you'll have to pay the price."
Duanmu Chen said coldly, then kicked Shen Shaowen hard into a corner.
"Ah!" Shen Shaowen crashed into the wall, the force causing him to cough up blood. "No...
spare me... I haven't even touched her yet..."
"Is that so?" Duanmu Chen raised an eyebrow, looking at Shen Shaowen's terrified expression. He didn't want to hear any more of his explanations. He lifted his foot and
stomped hard on Shen Shaowen's genitals.
"Ah—" Shen Shaowen's eyes widened. The extreme pain made him scream, blood spurting from his genitals,
causing him to faint from the pain.
Not intending to let him off so easily, just as he was about to continue, a painful groan came from the bed.
"So hot... I'm so hot..." She rubbed against the sheets, moaning softly in pain
. "Chen... save me... I feel so bad..."
she sobbed, her honey-colored skin flushed crimson. She rubbed her inner thighs together, her saliva wetting
the sheets beneath her.
Duanmu Chen glanced at Shen Shaowen, deciding to let him go for now. He strode to the bed and gently patted Xiaoming
's face. "Ming'er?"
"Mmm... so comfortable..." His body heat aroused her desire, and she couldn't help but hug him. "Take me
... please... I'm so hot, so uncomfortable..."
she groaned, lifting her leg to hook around his waist, rubbing her wet inner thigh against his thigh to relieve the heat
.
The drug had fully taken effect in her body, making her unable to recognize the man before her. At this moment, she only wanted to get rid of
the tormenting heat within her.
Knowing she was completely under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Duanmu Chen narrowed his eyes, pulled the blanket over her, scooped her up in his arms
, and strode out of the room.
He would take her! But not here.
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"Mmm…" Xiang Xiaoming lay on the bed, her black hair cascading down her honey-smooth skin, her eyes hazy,
her naked body glistening with a thin layer of sweat, looking incredibly alluring.
"I'm so hot…" Desire tormented her, her eyes moist from unfulfilled desire, her legs rubbing
against the blankets beneath her, only intensifying the itching and making her feel even more uncomfortable.
Duanmu Chen sat in a chair, picked up the tea from the table, and slowly sipped it, his cold eyes silently watching
the woman sobbing on the bed. He knew she was burning with desire under the influence of the drug, but he wouldn't touch her.
This was his punishment for her!
He carried her away from Mingtian Manor, and in full view of everyone, carried her into the inn. He asked the waiter for a superior
room, and carried her into the room in front of everyone.
So, their affair must be the talk of the town in Jingyang City now.
A lone man and a lone woman in a room, wrapped in a blanket and pressed tightly against him, what happened between them
was easy to guess.
And he did it on purpose.
He knew she didn't want to be associated with him. Even though she moaned sweetly beneath him every night,
she acted like he wasn't familiar with her in public, and was always irritable when she saw him.
In the past, he indulged her, let her sullenly, and enjoyed teasing her, but now he didn't do as she
wished!
So, knowing she didn't want people to know about their relationship, he deliberately carried her into the inn in public.
The news would spread throughout Jingyang City in less than half a day. What
she didn't want to happen, he deliberately made happen today.
This was his punishment, and also to let the people of Jingyang City know that Xiang Xiaoming belonged to him, Duanmu Chen, and
no one but him could touch her!
"Ugh..." Unaware of his thoughts, and unaware of the uproar already brewing outside, Xiang Xiaoming was
only suffering from the unquenchable desire within her.
The burning lust tormented her, causing her to sob softly. Her small hands involuntarily rubbed her full breasts,
kneading her already hardened nipples, trying to caress herself and relieve the burning thirst.
But it didn't work; the heat spread throughout her body, her inner thighs already overflowing with fluid, the soft downy hair glistening with
a seductive sheen.
Unable to resist, she reached out to her vulva, parting the wet flesh with her fingers, inserting them into her opening, rubbing
the tender walls.
But it wasn't enough; she wanted more and more…
Breathing heavily, she inserted another finger, then two, probing deep inside, finding the flower's stamen. Touching the already
incredibly sensitive core caused even more fluid to overflow, eliciting a soft moan from her.
"Ugh…" She couldn't help but move her fingers, forcefully tracing the tight passage, drawing out more fluid
and creating a sizzling, overflowing sound.
At first, this slightly quelled the burning desire within her, allowing her to exhale with satisfaction, her fingers moving faster,
finding a moment of relief.
But gradually, she became unsatisfied, instead feeling an even greater emptiness tormenting her. She wanted something
thicker, harder, and bigger, something that would forcefully penetrate her vagina, satisfying her insatiable desire.
"Ugh…" She bit her lip and cried in pain, unable to bear the torment of her burning desire.
"Is it painful?" He stared at her for a long time, taking in her wanton caresses, his cold eyes
turning hot with a burning desire. Even his lower body ached, clamoring for release.
But he wouldn't touch her, even though his desire swelled unbearably. He held back, not easily satisfying
her.
He wasn't appeased yet; how could he let her be satisfied so easily?
Hearing the man's voice, Xiang Xiaoming opened her watery eyes, looking at him pleadingly. "I want you... please
..."
Unable to bear it any longer, she climbed off the bed, slowly crawling towards him. Her full breasts swayed with her movements, creating
waves of wanton flesh, and the juices overflowing from her tender vulva dripped onto the ground as she crawled.
"How can I want you? Like this?" He reached out and forcefully grabbed one full breast, roughly kneading the flesh,
squinting at the marks on her skin that weren't his. Jealousy and anger burned within him.
"Ah!" His roughness caused her a slight pain, but it only aroused her more. Her hazy mind was no longer able
to think, and she could only act on instinct. "Harder! The other side too..."
She grabbed his hand, making him grasp her other breast as well. She leaned forward, wanting him to knead it harder.
Her wantonness aroused him, and as she wished, he rubbed both breasts together, shaping the fullness into
different forms in his palms, leaving rough scratch marks.
But it wasn't enough; the hickeys on them were an eyesore to him.
With a large hand, he pulled her to straddle his lap, forcefully pinching one breast until the nipple protruded,
then opening his mouth to take it in.
"Mmm..." Unperturbed by his roughness, Xiang Xiaoming actively cooperated with his actions, her wet crotch
pressed against his hard, burning desire, sending a shiver of pleasure through her body.
She couldn't help but begin to move rhythmically, her flower-like opening slamming against his hardness through the fabric, her small mouth emitting
seductive moans, the juices soaking his clothes. She sucked hard on his slippery breasts, their lips and tongues making lewd, suggestive sounds, 　　covering up the marks
left by other men . 　　Her wanton posture intensified the burning heat in her lower abdomen, making her want to bury herself deep inside him, enjoying 　　the pleasure of being tightly gripped. 　　"So slutty...do you want me that much?" He licked her pink nipples, pulling and biting them forcefully with his teeth, 　　leaving his marks. 　　"Ah..." The pain made her tilt her head back, but involuntarily she pushed her nipples even deeper into his mouth, 　　thrusting her hips harder, rubbing against his heat. 　　But it wasn't enough; this couldn't satisfy her. 　　Shaking her head, she couldn't help but pull at his belt, roughly pulling off his pants, seeing the 　　thick, hot iron springing out, she couldn't help but lick her lips. 　　Her small hands gripped the purplish-red male organ, and she eagerly raised her waist, aligning her already soaked vulva with its massive size, 　　wanting to thrust in. 　　"No!" Duanmu Chen cruelly refused her, pushing her away. 　　"No…" she protested, crying, her long legs tightly wrapped around his waist, refusing to leave him. "I 　　want… please come in…" she pleaded, 　　her inner thighs rubbing against his, begging him not to torture her. 　　"No! Not enough." Narrowing his eyes, ignoring her pleas, he pulled her body apart, forcing her to kneel 　　before him, her pink lips pressed against the hard, hot iron. 　　His dark eyes were deep, and he commanded in a hoarse voice, "Wet it first!" 　　******************************

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[A Fierce Woman Fights Her Husband] (The End) [Author: Yuan Yuan]

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