Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

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Shen Feiwan twisted her body, resisting and angry. "No, I won't accept this method. If you really want to do it with me, it's simple: just seduce me openly. This will only make me hate you!"

"Is that so?" Bo Junxing rubbed his large hand together, his distinct knuckles bulging through the thin nightgown, his voice low and dangerous, "That's why I said, once the alcohol takes effect, I won't even need to seduce you, you'll be writhing your body like you are now, begging me to investigate you."

He played around with it recklessly.

Shen Feiwan hadn't done it since her divorce from Bo Junxing, and she couldn't handle this sudden shock!

"No, you need to let go of Bo Jun's hand quickly."

Her cheeks and ears were already flushed, and the alcohol made her look as if she had a thin layer of rouge on her face.

But the more she did this, the less Bo Junxing would stop.

He was so tender, it was like he was playing with it carefully, or even torturing it, but he just wouldn't stop.

Shen Feiwan's breathing became increasingly rapid, and even her voice trembled slightly.

"Lin Zhiyuan is dead. I brought you here to tell you the truth. I didn't marry him. It's not what you think, nor is it what Yue Ying investigated. Let me go right now."

Unmarried and dead?

Bo Junxing's eyes flickered slightly, but soon a cold smile appeared on his lips. "Shen Feiwan, are you afraid? You actually said such a thing."

He leaned closer to her, his breath brushing against her ear, "But don't worry, even though I've tied you up, I won't mistreat you. I'll make you... die."

"...What else are you dissatisfied with? Look at how tempting you are right now. I can fuck you without you even having to eat you, but I'm willing to wait for you together."

"...Do you like it when I treat you like this?"

"...Is there still one side I haven't taken care of? Shall I offer you my beak?"

The shoulder strap slipped down, and thin, even lips traced a line down her collarbone.

"...Look, they're all listless and unhappy because they didn't get my care."

"...Um...Shut up!!!" The alcohol and the man in the man's body both made Shen Feiwan feel unbearably hot.

The man deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, "Shut up, huh? You think I'll stop after a couple of blows? Don't worry, I'm not done yet. I know your body so well, how could I possibly disappoint you? Don't you think so, my dear ex-wife!"

"You're really sick in the head. I'm talking to you about serious matters! There are two Shen Feiwans. I'm not the one your dad found for you. I'm the other one!"

Bo Junxing paused for a moment, but only for a moment, before becoming even more ruthless.

She clicked her tongue, "Really? So you lied to me about more than just that. It seems I didn't know you well enough, Shen Feiwan. Maybe even your name is fake. Am I right, woman?"

“…Tell me,” he uttered, “I really don’t know which of your statements are true right now, but I still really want to know about you.”

"...Tell me, what kind of magician should a man use if he wants to understand a woman more deeply?"

"...Shen Feiwan, I think the effects of what I just ate are kicking in. Would you like to experience some spiritual energy?"

"I feel sorry for your grandpa, Bo Junxing!!"

"...Heh, it seems I didn't do well enough just now. But it's okay, I can bear with it a little longer."

There were no tough tactics employed.

In the place he knew best, and where she was most vulnerable.

He slowly and deliberately lit the fire.