Chapter 62: Zhuang Nainai, Don't You Have Any Future Prospects?

The pain caused Zhuang Nainai to grunt deeply, and she immediately felt his movements slow down.

That kind of meticulous gentleness made her have the wrong impression that she was being taken care of.

Clenching the fist that was hidden in the blanket, Zhuang Nainai slowly closed her eyes, but her body was trembling slightly, something she could not suppress.

Afterward, she felt a lightness on top of her body. She was about to open her eyes to see what happened when the blanket was pulled open. She was immediately pressed down again and her pajamas were forcefully torn open by him. The abrasion of the material against her skin caused her pain.

She held out her hand, wanting to resist, but her wrist was caught by him and forcefully pressed over her head, then he directly got to the main topic.

The pain of penetration caused her to subconsciously arch her body. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her tears were almost about to fall!

His movements suddenly paused. Suddenly leaning into her ear, he softly cried, “Nainai…”

That familiar nickname made Zhuang Nainai freeze.

The sour feeling in her heart spontaneously arose.

But at this very moment, another wave of pain came and intensified!

Zhuang Nainai felt that she was a lone leaf sailing on the waters, pushed to the peak of wave after giant wave, then ruthlessly crashing down!

In this kind of cycle, her consciousness became increasingly blurred. In her half-awake state, the man’s domineering voice sounded in her ears. “Nainai, I didn’t prepare those things. Because even without those, I can have you… be satisfied!”

Zhuang Nainai’s brain had stopped functioning. While she was yet to process the meaning of these words, another giant wave came crashing down!

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The morning sunlight was gentle. When the first ray of sunlight slipped through the gaps of the curtains into the bedroom, Si Zhengting opened his eyes and looked at the Zhuang Nainai who was deep in sleep next to him.

She must be exhausted. Her eyes were tightly shut, motionless. Even her breathing was so shallow that it seemed to not exist. Only her lips were pouted with a hint of willfulness.

The Zhuang Nainai like this made Si Zhengting’s gaze fix on her, his gaze exuding a gentleness and deep attachment.

The taste of yesterday’s passionate love still remained in the air. Thinking about last night’s madness, his throat moved. He looked at her beautiful countenance and couldn’t help but slowly lower his head and kiss her on the lips.

As if this kiss disrupted her beautiful dream, her eyebrows furrowed. She turned her body and continued sleeping.

This turn of her body revealed a delicate, porcelain-white arm. The little red marks on it made Si Zhengting’s gaze dim.

But seeing her tiredness, Si Zhengting took a deep breath. Suppressing the throbbing of his heart, he got off the bed.

Looking back, seeing her petite body lying on the three-by-three-meter European-sized bed, he thought that she looked so charming.

Si Zhengting’s normally ice-cold lips slightly raised.

In his mind unconsciously flashed something that happened in the past…

During his first year of high school, the teacher used the topic of dreams and got them to write an essay. At that point, he realized that while they were writing, she was always looking at him without pure intentions.

But he didn’t take it seriously because this kind of gaze was present in almost every lesson.

But while waiting for the next language lesson, the teacher exasperatedly rushed into the classroom, throwing the exercise book directly on Zhuang Nainai’s desk. “Zhuang Nainai, don’t you have any future prospects?!”

All of the students raised their heads to look at her, but Zhuang Nainai was still very guiltless. “Teacher, what did I do wrong?”

The language teacher saw her like this and flew into a rage. “You, okay, sure! Since you dared to write this, then do you dare to read it to everyone?”