novelaction Chapter 128 Xu Zehao, you are a beast.
Chapter 128 Xu Zehao, you are a beast.
It was late at night, the stars were bright and the moon was shining, the city neon lights were flickering, and the night breeze was blowing, bringing with it the faint scent of an unknown flower, refreshing the heart.
After a night of socializing, Xu Zehao returned to Nanwan slightly tipsy. The house was dark and quiet as if no one was there. He felt a sense of emptiness for no reason, and he couldn't help but want to grab something to fill the missing hole in his heart.
Because he had been drinking, his steps were a little untidy. He bumped into things several times when he went upstairs in the dark and entered the room, making a few noises. Zhou Yian had always been a light sleeper, so he was awakened by the noise. He raised his hand to look at his watch, and it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
She frowned, turned over, pulled the quilt over her head, and pretended to be asleep.
Xu Zehao's footsteps were getting closer and closer, from the stairs to the door, and then to the room. Zhou Yian became more and more panicked because he did not go to the bathroom, nor to the other side, but went straight to the side where she slept.
Although Zhou Yian closed her eyes, she could sense Xu Zehao standing at the head of the bed. Judging from his staggering footsteps and the strong smell of alcohol, he must have drunk a lot of wine tonight.
She didn't move at all, not even daring to disrupt her breathing, for fear that he would find out that she was not asleep. She prayed silently in her heart that he would go away quickly.
Looking at Zhou Yian's thin body in the darkness, Xu Zehao felt even emptier inside, and suddenly wanted to hug her.
He bent down, and his upper body suddenly lost weight and pressed down, hugging her tightly. The sudden weight pressed down, and scared Zhou Yian so much that his breathing stopped, his eyelids trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to move his body.
He buried his head in her neck and rubbed it greedily, his breathing gradually becoming heavier. His hands wandered restlessly on her body, his fingertips touching the soft and white tenderness deep in her collar, giving her a warm and soft touch.
With a beautiful woman by his side, her warmth and tenderness in his arms, and the effect of alcohol, Xu Zehao's most primitive desires began to swell, and his urgent desire to get Zhou Yian was uncontrollable.
The pajamas were thin, and Zhou Yian could feel his hot skin through the fabric. His warm breath flowed through her neck, making her feel uncomfortable and unbearable.
His movements became more and more excessive. He reached his hand in from the hem of her clothes, and his palms were as hot as if they were quenched by fire. Her skin was burning wherever they touched. He pressed her hands to her sides, making her very uncomfortable.
She was physiologically repelled by his closeness, and when she could no longer bear it, she began to struggle, raising her hands to push him away, but to no avail.
She whispered angrily, "Xu Zehao, let me go."
"An An." His voice was unusually hoarse.
Seeing her wake up, Xu Zehao became even more unscrupulous. He clasped his hands together and hugged her tightly. He buried his face in her neck with an intoxicated look and greedily sucked the unique freshness on her body. This smell made him feel at ease. "An An, I won't touch you. Let me hug you like this, okay?" His voice was hoarse and full of strong desire.
He held her tightly and with great strength, wishing he could rub her into his body and fill the missing part in his heart.
In his broad arms, Zhou Yian looked particularly petite. The hug was so heavy and tight that she couldn't move at all. The weight of his upper body was all on her, and his strong arms were so tight that it hurt her ribs.
Zhou Yian was helpless and roared softly: "Xu Zehao, let me go quickly, you are hurting me."
Xu Zehao seemed to be deaf. He completely ignored her struggles, rested his head on her shoulder, and held her stubbornly, refusing to let go.
"Xu Zehao, please let go, you're making it hard for me to breathe."
Zhou Yian begged him weakly, twisting his body regardless of anything, trying to break free from his restraints. After several frictions, Xu Zehao's shirt was soaked with sweat. He could no longer restrain himself, and the desire in his body was aroused, arousing his evil desire for madness.
His kiss landed on her earlobe, and he growled softly in his throat. Zhou Yian's body trembled involuntarily. Knowing what he wanted to do, she struggled to push him away and screamed in shock: "Xu Zehao, you are a lunatic, let me go."
"Yes, I am crazy, An An, I'm sorry, I can't help it, we haven't been intimate for many days."
"You are a beast, can you please stop treating me like this?"
"Yes, I am a beast, I am a beast, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Xu Zehao pulled her clothes as he spoke. No matter what Zhou Yian said, he went along with her without retorting. However, his hands never stopped moving. He completely ignored her struggles, forcefully pulling off her pants and forcefully spreading her legs apart.
Zhou Yian suddenly stopped struggling and looked up at him with a look of despair, his eyes empty and lifeless, "Xu Zehao, you will go to hell."
"Yes, I am a devil, but even if I go to hell, I will take you with me."
In the darkness, Xu Zehao couldn't see her sad face. He grabbed her chin with his hand and vented his desires to his heart's content.
After a long time, he finally climbed up from her, slowly pulled up his pants, and staggered to the bathroom. Over the sound of dripping water, he could not hear the faint sobs.
When Xu Zehao came out of the shower, he simply tied the bath towel around his waist, revealing his muscular upper body and slender calves. He came to Zhou Yian with a warm towel in his hand and wiped her carefully.
"Xu Zehao."
Zhou Yian, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly called his name softly.
Xu Zehao paused, looked up at her, her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just cried.
"Yeah." Xu Zehao lowered his head, feeling inexplicably guilty.
"Can you please not force yourself on me in the future?" That kind of brutality and arrogance frightened her and made her feel painful. In addition to the physical discomfort, she also felt that it was an insult, causing her physical and mental suffering.
"Then could you please not leave?" His voice was very soft, with a hint of helplessness.
Zhou Yian remained silent and did not answer. He just looked at Xu Zehao quietly. He had a charming face and a cold and extraordinary temperament. He was such a good-looking, young and rich man. In fact, as long as he beckoned, countless women would throw themselves at him. But why did she avoid him? Because no one knew that he was actually a poppy, beautiful but poisonous.
"Can you please follow me and I will treat you well?" He looked at her expectantly, as if he desperately wanted an answer.
"Impossible, never possible." But Zhou Yian didn't dare to say this to him and could only say it softly in his heart.
"You are mine now, so why don't you just stay here peacefully? As long as you follow me, I will ensure that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."
Zhou Yian had an indifferent expression on his face. He turned his head away from his sight and was unwilling to even give him a perfunctory response.
Xu Zehao curled his lips and sneered, not seeming to mind at all, and continued to wipe her gently. After he was done, he took the towel back to the bathroom, and after coming out, he did not wait for Zhou Yian to speak. The two of them tacitly agreed not to speak anymore.
He climbed onto the bed, still holding her in his arms. She did not resist and let him hold her like this. Their bodies were very close, but their hearts could never be close.