Here we go again; Lu Jiu closed his eyes, feeling even more desolate inside.
He listened to her deliberately feigned gentle voice, squeezing his palm fiercely.
"Jiu, I'm scared. Once Ji Jin Yu comes back, how will we get along? You are the Shadow Guard, guarding me in deserted corners every day. Are you supposed to silently watch me being intimate with him?"
Noticing his body stiffen for a moment, Song Zhuozhi's eyes flickered lightly, revealing a smug smile, as she leaned closer to him and whispered:
"I don't like him, but he is now my husband in name. If he wants to hold me, kiss me, how can I refuse?"
"Imagine, at that time, he forces me into the corner of the bed, reaching to undo my clothing. I'm so weak; I can't resist at all. I just cry and let him succeed, while you stand in the corner watching, watching him pins down the person you love…"
Lu Jiu suddenly grabbed her wrist, breathing rapidly, blood from his face dripped onto her moonlit skirt hem.
