Chapter 1: Handsome Man Climbs Through the Window
self.Su Manxue scoffed, "Enough! You, Tong Yimo, are the most shameless woman in the world. Eating from the bowl while looking at the pot! Don't think I don't know, you and my Ye Chen have spent the n..."Ugh...so hot..."
Liang Yimo dazedly opened her eyes and lazily stretched out her hand, “snap, snap” clicking the switch beside her bed several times.
The room was still pitch black. The old wall-mounted air conditioner, due to the power outage, kept making a "hissing" sound of protest.
The power went out again! Liang Yimo was sweating profusely, her thin dress was soaked and stuck to her skin, making her very uncomfortable.
The rental house had its doors and windows tightly shut. In the coastal city of Linhai, where it was summer all year round, May's weather had already become stiflingly hot.
"It's so hot and the power is out, what a nightmare!" Liang Yimo complained as she got up from bed and stumbled to the balcony sliding glass door. She waved her hand and pulled open the curtains.
With a whoosh, the heavy curtains were pulled open. She pushed the sliding door open for some ventilation, and suddenly, a tall and slender black figure dashed into her view.
Whoa, ghost!
Suddenly, Liang Yimo was so scared that she was dumbfounded.
Just as her thoughts experienced a brief pause, the shadow crept up and completely enveloped her at some unknown point in time.
A shadowy figure staggered in, a large hand shooting out to grab her suddenly.
Liang Yimo's mouth and nose were covered by that big hand, unable to make a sound.
A strong metallic scent filled the air…
The icy touch that came from the large hand sent shivers down her spine. Liang Yimo held her breath, concentrating hard, afraid to move even a muscle.
"Go inside!"
A low, husky rebuke echoed in her ear.
Liang Yimo trembled uncontrollably, standing there blankly.
The shadow seemed to be getting impatient, raising its hands and effortlessly scooping Liang Yimo up before tossing her back onto the bed.
"Ouch—it hurts—" Liang Yimo was roughly thrown onto the wooden bed, a sharp pain shooting through her back.
Just as she struggled in pain, the shadow quickly removed its equipment. Then, a cold body, solid and sturdy, pressed down on Liang Yimo.
In the darkness, Liang Yimo's heart pounded in her chest. Her hands instinctively pushed against the pressing shadow, resisting with all her might. When her hands accidentally touched a solid, muscular chest, she realized the person looming over her was a man!
Because she was afraid, her struggling grew more intense.
The shadowy man pressed down on her struggling legs with his long, agile limbs. His muscles, taut in his arms, held her tightly, almost suffocating her.
Things happened too suddenly. Liang Yimo, out of fear and helplessness, couldn't help but cry out loud.
"Waaaah——Waaaah——" Tears flowed from her burning cheeks, this man was cold as a vampire from the dark night.
"I... won't touch you... just... don't move... don't make a sound..." The shadow man seemed to be in pain, but he tried his best to lower his voice, as if soothing her emotions.
Liang Yimo was stunned, and her crying stopped abruptly.
In the afterglow, on the balcony wall outside, several figures dangling from wires appeared. The weapons in their hands also seemed to glow in the moonlight.
At this moment, Liang Yimo was dumbfounded, wishing someone could tell her that she was filming a movie!
"Ah!" Liang Yimo, seeing that several figures seemed to be about to enter, exclaimed nervously.
The cold man was startled, hurriedly inserting his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back with his hand. He leaned down and kissed her lips without warning.
For a moment, Liang Yimo's mind went blank.
At this moment, she could only feel a hint of coolness from his dry, thin lips, faintly mixed with a trace of blood.
His scent enveloped her, slowly brewing a tide of intoxicating hormones.
A faint scent of lemon emanated from the woman, a youthful and sweet aroma that was undoubtedly a novel temptation for men.
His body was soft, her lips were tender, he truly felt the warmth and softness of her flesh...
Every little thing she does, drives him crazy.
It turns out, women can be so delicious.
Although he had never harbored any inappropriate thoughts towards any woman, the moment his lips met hers, he found himself instinctively wanting more.
Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just a taste of her...
The man, unable to control his desires, gently lifted Liang Yimo's head and traced the outline of her lips with his tongue. He then deeply sucked on her tender lips, repeatedly grinding against them, domineeringly prying open her teeth as he slowly savored this intoxicating kiss.
His brain was controlled by his desire, completely unable to extricate himself.
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