Yan Ziyu, who was in a coma, felt a tingling sensation coming from his body. This feeling was...

He suddenly woke up, and what he saw in shock was... a woman with disheveled hair, a red wedding dress messily piled around her waist, and only a red bellyband... woman!

Where is her hand touching?

Yan Ziyu looked down, her pupils dilated instantly, "Don't touch me!"

He roared and wanted to push the person down angrily.

As soon as he moved, he found that his hand was restrained by red silk.

Not only his hands, but also his feet were neatly tied with silk.

Showing an extremely shameful attitude.

Damn it!

He was just afraid of revealing his identity, so he didn't fight her when she was pestering her. She actually dared to ask someone to knock him out while he wasn't paying attention.

Yan Ziyu's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and he tugged hard on the red silk that bound his hands and feet.

During the struggle, the result was not very good...

"Woo~"

Ruan Ningxiang burst into tears of pain.

Unexpectedly, her husband-in-law was more anxious than she was, and she was not ready yet.

It hurt her to death.

The air seemed to be frozen, and for a while neither of them dared to move.

A painful one.

One tenses up his body.

Ruan Ningxiang took a while to adapt.

Just now she seemed to hear the other party making a low, hoarse sound.

It's not the same as her voice. Although it's short, it's very sexy.

Ruan Ningxiang couldn't help but look at him.

At this moment, on that handsome face with eyebrows like an ink painting, there was thick sweat on the forehead and a few broken hairs stuck to it.

The slightly upward eyes seemed to be dyed with a touch of crimson under the reflection of the candlelight.

His eyes were handsome and cold, and his thin lips were pursed tightly, as if someone had bullied him.

Ruan Ningxiang kissed his violently rising chest to soothe his emotions.

"Ms. sir, I know you are angry, but I am doing it for your own good. If you provoke that bastard Tu San, he will cause trouble sooner or later. I will marry you now, and I will protect you from now on."

Ruan Ningxiang tried to persuade him, but the more she talked, the angrier Ziyu became.

His well-planned plan ended up like this before it was even launched!

Yan Ziyu gritted his teeth and glared over.

Ruan Ningxiang bent her apricot eyes and stretched out her hand across his somewhat sullen brows, "Ms. sir, you should thank me. What's wrong with committing yourself to me? I will protect you in the south in the future..."

Yan Ziyu sneered coldly and opened his mouth to bite off her finger. Ruan Ningxiang reacted quickly and retracted her hand directly, sitting up straight again.

It didn't matter at this moment, Yan Ziyu let out a dull groan again.

Ruan Ningxiang seemed to find something interesting and fanned the flames on him.

"...As for your family, my mother has already given them money and sent people to escort them away. From now on, you can stay here with peace of mind and be my husband. In the future, you will be the second head of Yundu Mountain.

of."

Yan Ziyu clenched his hands into fists, biting his lip, and his eyes turned horribly red.

He wanted to strangle her to death, but he didn't know how to bind her hands and feet, and the more he struggled, the tighter he became.

The bed shook with an extremely ambiguous sound.

The vital points are still under control.

He didn't dare to move, so he could only grit his teeth and be forced to bear everything.

The hatred and humiliation in my heart kept pouring out along with the hot blood.

It's been a long time since he hated someone as much as he does now.

He swore that she would pay her back a hundred times a thousand times!

His fingers dug deep into his flesh, and the redness in his eyes became more and more intense.

After a long time, Ruan Ningxiang lost her strength and lay on his sweaty chest, giving up.

The morning sun shines through the window lattice into the house, making it warm.

Ruan Ningxiang woke up with a damp and warm body, and heard a low and hoarse voice above her head.

"Now that you're awake, can you get off me?"

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and it was mixed with obvious anger.

Ruan Ningxiang smiled, with two small dimples showing at the corners of her mouth, looking harmless, and teasing his open chest muscles with her fingers.

"My husband is finally willing to speak. You and I have done the most intimate thing. Maybe I already have your baby in my belly. You scholars are the most particular about integrity. You have to be responsible for me..."

"Ruan! Ning! Xiang!" Yan Ziyu was so annoyed by what she said that she interrupted her through gritted teeth.

"Okay, okay, sir, don't be angry."

Ruan Ningxiang's small hands followed his violently heaving chest, got off his body, and untied the red silk that tied him. "My wrists have been strangled, and my body is obviously more honest than my mouth, so I still have to struggle."

As soon as the red silk was untied, Yan Ziyu turned over and pinned her down, her anger rising straight to the sky.

However, just when his hands were about to pinch her slender neck, Ruan Ningxiang's hands and feet were as nimble as an octopus. She grabbed Yan Ziyu's neck with both hands and pulled her into his arms with a strong pull.

"Ms. sir, do you want to score twice? So proactive." Ruan Ningxiang blinked her almond-shaped eyes.

"You..." Yan Ziyu gritted his teeth angrily.

Ruan Ningxiang retracted her fair and slender arms, wrapped her legs around his narrow waist, and kissed him on the lips without giving him a chance to continue.

Both of them had their clothes open, their bodies separated by a small distance, and they were leaning against each other without leaving any room.

Yan Ziyu's eyes widened instantly. It was the first time he met such a shameless and unreasonable woman.

He wanted to kill her, crazy thoughts.

But if he kills her, he probably won't even be able to get out of this courtyard.

"Sir, don't be angry." Ruan Ningxiang coaxed him, "Huh?"

"Let go!"

"If you don't get angry, I'll let go!"

"you……!"

Ruan Ningxiang kissed him again. She really liked the handsome boy in front of her. He had a straight nose and pink skin. He looked so good-looking even when he was angry.

Yan Ziyu was trying his best to restrain the urge to kill her, his eyes were as cold as a knife, cutting at the woman beneath him.

But he had to say: "Let go of me first!"

The little girl guarding the door heard the noise in the house and knocked on the door, "Miss."

Ruan Ningxiang kissed the man passionately and then released her hands and feet from the man.

He turned around and picked up his clothes, "Come in."

Yan Ziyu also turned his back and gathered the belt of his wedding dress. He gritted his teeth bitterly when he saw the marks left by this woman on his body.
Chapter completed!