Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!-Chapter 62 - 63 Gan Yuan’s Wolfish Education 5
62: Chapter 63 Gan Yuan’s Wolfish Education (5)
62: Chapter 63 Gan Yuan’s Wolfish Education (5)
The man gently swirled the glass in his hand and turned his face to gaze at her.
She had just finished bathing, her long hair was not blow-dried and hung wet on her shoulders, wrapped in nothing but a white bathrobe.
The warm light of the standing lamp cast her profile in a soft golden hue. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
The bathrobe was loosely tied and, because of her arms crossed over her chest, the neckline fell open further, revealing the tempting curves of her collarbones and a swath of enticing porcelain skin.
Below that, shadows whispered of even more allure.
He suddenly felt his lips were dry.
He had been working overtime these past days so he could take a week off to spend with their mother and son.
The whole day had been hectic, and it wasn’t until the evening that he finally got some downtime.
As soon as he relaxed, this woman appeared in his mind like a spell.
He wanted to see her.
So he made that phone call, but her voice wasn’t enough, he still wanted to see her.
The desire was so intense, like a flame scorching his heart and lungs, making him restive, prompting him to venture out in the middle of the night, crossing most of the city and climbing four flights of stairs to see her.
Now that he saw her, he understood what he truly wanted.
He put down the glass and extended his arm to hook around her waist.
With a slight exertion of his strength, he pulled her into his embrace.
“Hey…”
She struggled, but unable to break free, raised her hand to strike back.
The man caught her wrist in one hand and, with a fluid movement, pulled her towards him again.
She kicked out with her foot, he dodged backward, bumping into the dining table, causing the red wine in the glass to slosh violently, and the Wine Bottle fell, rolling toward the edge of the table.
“Damn!”
She stepped forward, reaching to catch the Wine Bottle as it rolled to the edge of the table.
Before she could steady herself, the man was already behind her, his hands on her shoulders turning her around, and with a gentle lift of his hands at her waist, he set her down on the dining table.
“Huangfu Jue!” Gan Yuan pressed the bottle against his face, “This is your last chance.
If you dare touch me again…”
Before the word “I” even left his mouth, the man leaned in, prying her fingers from the bottle and kissing her cheek.
She turned her head to dodge, but his fingers pinched her chin, not allowing her the opportunity to escape as his lips pressed down on hers.
Her body squeezed by his, one hand pinned by him, she raised her left hand, which was resting on the table, in a desperate attempt to punch his face.
With her support gone, she fell heavily onto the dining table, him still on top of her, and her left punch missed.
Bent back and pinned by him on the dining table, she couldn’t muster much strength, just using her left hand to push and shove, trying to get him off of her.
Huangfu Jue, who had finally claimed his prey, was not about to let go, even as she ripped off the buttons of his shirt, he kept kissing her relentlessly.
After several fruitless attempts, he simply changed his strategy, moving to attack her neck.
The kisses traced a path downward…
Raising her left hand, she brought it down hard like a blade, aiming for his jugular, intending to incapacitate him with a single strike.
As her hand was coming down, a sudden sharp, tingling pain pierced her chest.
Her skin tensed, and her action was deformed; the blade of her hand hit his neck, already bereft of much of its force.
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Good morning
