Chapter 10 Dirty
- “Bu Ziang, what are you doing?” Cen Yao looked at his enraged face.
- This Young Master had undoubtedly suffered indignation elsewhere and had come to take it out upon her.
- “Do what? What else can a married couple lie in bed and do?” As Bu Ziang spoke, his big hands reached over, attempting to rip apart the shirt that she was wearing.
- “Stop!” Cen Yao shouted.
- “Are you asking me to stop?” sneered Bu Ziang, grabbing her by her chin, as he gazed at her coldly, “Weren’t you the one who went complaining to Mom, that I’m neither at home nor willing to touch you? I’m in a good mood tonight, so I’m going to let you enjoy the pleasures of the bed. Otherwise, if you get too sexually deprived, you might stir up some problems for me.”
- Finally, Cen Yao comprehended that this fellow’s mother had told him off.
- She laughed in irony, “Should I thank Young Master Bu for making such an epic sacrifice then?”
- “There’s no need for any tears of gratitude since you’re merely a charity case.” Bu Ziang squinted his eyes as he spoke, his hand, reaching straight for her shirt, making Cen Yao realize that it was no joke. She shivered when his burning hot finger grazed her skin, subconsciously shifting her body to the side to evade him.
- She frowned, “Bu Ziang, don’t touch me!”
- Six words, which were straight to the point and indifferent, almost like an order.
- “Do you know who you’re talking to?” Bu Ziang looked wintrily at her.
- Staring at the man looming over her, she paused briefly before uttering slowly, “You’re too dirty for me.”
- Five words, which were spoken lightly, in an unhurried manner.
- Bu Ziang grew thoroughly annoyed by these five words. As his eyes turned dusky, he grabbed his necktie, using it to tie her hands behind her, “Since you think I’m dirty then show me precisely how pure you are.”
- Cen Yao got trapped, as she was incapable of breaking free, and she was forced to use her legs to kick him away, in a fit of anger. Ultimately, the man grabbed her by her ankles and pressed down on them with his shoulders.
- In the palm of his hands, the woman’s skin was as smooth and supple as tofu. As Bu Ziang gazed at the woman he had trapped on the bed, her usually calm countenance was now flushing a crimson red. It was probably from exasperation. A total opposite from the straight face she had kept in the office, which was arrogant, competitive, and uninteresting. Instead, the way she had appeared now had only invoked affection and pity.
- As his heart swayed, he slid his hand down along Cen Yao’s smooth ankle, caressing all the way until he had reached her slender, shapely calves.
- With his other hand, he tore at her of her shirt violently.
- Shirt buttons flew everywhere.
- With her clothing torn and Cen Yao’s snow-white skin exposed, one after another, the dubious love bites on her skin startled Bu Ziang.
- He stared in disbelief at her body.
- As Cen Yao watched his face suddenly turn from green to white, she swiftly felt a keen sense of satisfaction from exacting her revenge on him.
- At this very moment, he could finally have a taste of his own medicine for the embarrassment she had endured for all these years…
- “Seen enough yet?” She first glanced at him collectedly before eyeing her shirt, that was in disarray, “If you have, then please help me put my clothes back on. I imagine that you must have lost all interest to go on tonight.”
- Bu Ziang sat rigidly on the bed, as though the setback was too severe, and he was stunned for a few seconds. But in a twinkling, he swiftly yanked Cen Yao by the hair, lifting to make her half kneel on the bed.
- “Who says I’ve lost interest?” His voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot, “I like sleeping with women, who have been taken by other men! Cen Yao, now you’re going to find out whether the man you’ve had outside is better, or if I can make you happier!”
- Bu Ziang’s immense fury was purely because her betrayal was a major blow on his male pride.
- Because he was furious, the strength that he had exerted in his hands became harsher. As he pulled Cen Yao’s hair until her scalp went numb, it was so excruciating that tears had escaped her eyes.