Chapter 93: Exclusive to Song Shuangxu

“What are you doing?” Her voice was husky with sleepiness, a slight tremor from being lifted.

He didn’t answer, his kiss was heavy, a silent and intense possessiveness unfolding in the darkness.

She struggled to move back, wanting to turn on the light, but he grabbed her legs and pulled her back forcefully.

“Can you be gentler?”

The man seemed not to hear, still silent, his fierce approach made Shuangxu uncomfortable, she instinctively pushed him away.

Her hands were captured and pressed above her head, the position made her think of the meme Xiao Liao liked to use, a cat being held up for shaving.

Both ashamed and unable to resist, she could only passively endure his possession.

Only then did Shuangxu realize that last night was actually the gentle version.

Soon she couldn’t take it anymore, she arched her body and struggled, but was forcefully pressed back down, a husky, low voice whispered in her ear: “Do you recognize who I am?”

She bit her lower lip in forbearance, the man’s fingertip peeled her lips away, she couldn’t help but cry out, a broken, sweet sound.

The air suddenly grew heavy, he coaxed in a husky voice: “Good girl. Call me by my name.”

He was definitely retaliating because she called the wrong person that day, Shuangxu was pragmatic and compliant, her voice trembled uncontrollably as she spoke: “He Tingzhou!”

Only then was he satisfied, he kissed her deeply, treating her a little gentler.

Afterward, He Tingzhou reached out to turn on the light, the sudden bright light made Shuangxu close her eyes, she pulled the blanket over herself and turned her back to him.

He hugged her from behind, Shuangxu used her elbow to push him away, with considerable force.

His fickle temper seemed to have cleared up at this moment, he wasn’t angry at all, he held her elbow, slid his hand down her forearm to her wrist, gently pinching it twice.

“Did you buy the storybook?”

Shuangxu pulled her wrist away, not letting him touch it: “No.”

“Why not?”

“Zhao Zhao is eight years old, she doesn’t need to listen to stories anymore.” Zhao Zhao was Yue Zifeng’s little tyrant sister.

“It’s not for her.” He Tingzhou’s voice was slow and leisurely, his fingers went to hook her hair.

“It’s not.” Shuangxu’s tone was calm, “Don’t overthink it.”

He Tingzhou wrapped her hair around his long fingers, confirming again: “It’s really not for me?”

He was so smart, he could deduce from three words in the elevator that she was putting effort into him.

He was used to women’s flattery and attention, in front of him she was like a blank sheet of paper, any word written on it was easily deciphered.

Shuangxu didn’t want to talk at this moment, she used the blanket to cover her head.

Through the blanket, He Tingzhou’s voice was still casual: “Song Shuangxu, if you’re unhappy, just say it. You tell me, and I’ll coax you.”

The world was silent for a moment, Shuangxu pulled the blanket down.

“Can you stop finding me after you’ve finished with other women? At least not on the same day.”

“You’re so possessive of me?” He Tingzhou’s voice was tinged with amusement, “Why don’t you bite me too? Where do you want to bite?”

Shuangxu didn’t have that kind of sick pleasure: “You’re not afraid of being found out.”

“Not satisfied? Then let you bite me twice.”

“…Why would I bite you?”

“You’re not jealous.” He spoke, his fingertips slid to her collarbone, gently rubbing it.

The bite marks he left were still there.

“I’m not jealous, I just find it disgusting.” Shuangxu frowned, “I sleep with someone else and then come to you, don’t you find it dirty?”

After she finished speaking, she felt that this example was inappropriate, in this relationship, their power and obligations were not equal.

He Tingzhou pinched her waist, a little hard, Shuangxu cried out in pain.

He held her waist and turned her around, making her face him.

“How do you know I slept with her before I came to you?” he said, “Did you install a monitor on me?”

“That’s not the point.”

“Then what’s the point?”

“Are you really clueless?” His nonchalant and unconcerned attitude brought back all those little pieces she had barely digested, blocking Shuangxu’s anger.

She sat up, clutching the blanket: “You’re not. You clearly understand better than anyone else, that’s why you demanded from me on the first day, that I’m not allowed to have relations with other men. I’m the one who needs you, so you can ask me to be clean, but I can’t restrict you, I just hope you’ll at least respect me a little, I’m not…!”

Her eyes were red from anger.

He Tingzhou looked down at her, suddenly laughing.

She became even more annoyed: “What are you laughing about?!”

“Why don’t you finish it.” He Tingzhou said, “You’re not what?”

The heat on her body gradually subsided, Shuangxu slowly felt the coolness of the air conditioner, feeling absurd, she actually really raised these conditions with him.

All the surging emotions subsided, she turned her face away: “Forget it.”

He Tingzhou pulled the blanket on her up, tucking her stray hair behind her shoulder: “Did I ever say you can’t restrict me?”

Shuangxu had a lump of anger in her chest: “You didn’t say it, does that mean I can really restrict you?”

Who could control He Tingzhou?

“You don’t try, how do you know you can’t.”

He Tingzhou rolled her up in the blanket, his head lowered, kissing her side neck, kissing her delicate shoulders, kissing with a lingering tenderness.

His low voice, with a hint of coaxing: “You’re not willing to bite me, then I’ll get a ‘Song Shuangxu exclusive’ tattoo on me, okay?”

“…You’re sick.”

When a man is lustful, he really can say anything.

“I didn’t sleep with her.” He Tingzhou said.

Shuangxu’s tone remained stiff: “I’m not just talking about today.”

Not sleeping today doesn’t mean she won’t sleep tomorrow.

He Tingzhou: “You haven’t slept before.”

How could that be possible.

Shuangxu paused. Then she thought, whatever, it’s not what she cares about, she just has a bit of a physiological cleanliness fetish.

“It doesn’t matter to me whether you’ve slept or not.”

Her face clearly showed disbelief. He Tingzhou pinched her cheeks twice, his tone relaxed: “How could it not matter? She’s been lusting after me for a long time, it’s scary. Princess, protect me.”

“…”

Crazy.

Such a stunning beauty actively pursuing him, could he really be indifferent?

He was clearly a seasoned flirt, Shuangxu was skeptical, but perhaps this one was truly untouched, after all, He Tingzhou had no need to lie to anyone.

He simply didn’t care about her happiness or unhappiness.

When she came out of the bathroom, He Tingzhou had already finished showering in another bathroom and was leaning against her headboard, flipping through the book she had been reading halfway through, his long legs crossed, a relaxed and carefree posture.

That book was dry and boring, Shuangxu would get sleepy after reading two pages, specifically used for sleep-inducing purposes, she didn’t know how he found it so interesting.

She was so sleepy after being woken up halfway through her sleep, her head hit the pillow and she wanted to fall asleep.

In her hazy consciousness, someone grabbed her ear and said in her ear: “Song Shuangxu, buy me story books tomorrow.”

It was more of a demand than a command, as if it were a matter of course.