Chapter 1285: Chapter 1280: Rong Sheng, Perhaps There's Intention
Chapter 1285: Chapter 1280: Rong Sheng, Perhaps There’s Intention
She was incredibly familiar with him.
Every scar on his body, she might know even better than he did.
But now seeing them again…
Rong Sheng’s ears turned faintly red.
“Chu Xi is sleeping in your room?”
Rong Sheng spoke, her voice cold and clear.
Chu Yifeng’s gaze instantly became defensive, his eyes tensed sharply, “Your Highness warns you, if you have any thoughts about harming Xi’er, Your Highness will kill you myself!”
Rong Sheng could torment him in any way.
But his daughter was his bottom line!
He had accepted Xi’er as his daughter and would never let anyone harm her again.
Especially not Rong Sheng, that heartless madwoman!
“Oh? What if I really want to hurt her?” Rong Sheng raised her eyebrows, her cold and beautiful eyes glinted with a bewitching charm.
Chu Yifeng’s anger was easily ignited by her, he stepped forward, forcefully grasping her slender neck, enraged, “Rong Sheng, tell Your Highness, how do you want to die?”
He would play her game to the end!
This damn madwoman!
Rong Sheng slightly lifted her hand, Chu Yifeng narrowed his eyes, ready to see what trick she would pull, what poison she would use against him, when he suddenly felt his waist being encircled.
The woman’s slender arms, with a cool touch, rested on his waist, boneless and soft.
Something in Chu Yifeng’s heart jolted, instantly ignited.
He had always been powerless against her. Even if she stood like a block of ice far away from him, he wanted to tear off her gown and be with her away from the sunlight.
Now she was actually hugging him on her own initiative.
Chu Yifeng’s lips curved into a wicked smile, “Rong Sheng, you want to kill Your Highness so badly you’re throwing yourself into my arms?”
Quite the investment, this was.
Rong Sheng remained silent, her usually nail-less fingers gently ran down Chu Yifeng’s back, feeling every part of his muscles, which contained powerful strength.
As a man, Chu Yifeng’s high status and power were not the most attractive thing about him.
His face and his physique meant that even if he were a worthless trash, countless women would still lose themselves over him.
“Hiss…”
Chu Yifeng’s chest burned, his whole being was as if on fire, ignited by Rong Sheng.
Her fingers continued to move across his skin, yet his whole being could no longer restrain itself.
Out of control around her.
Chu Yifeng grasped her cheeks, trying to find any trace of emotion on her face.
Unfortunately.
He saw nothing.
This woman was toxic, clearly seducing him, yet still so aloof and otherworldly.
As if only he was the vile and shameless one.
Chu Yifeng felt extremely aggrieved inside, but when Rong Sheng’s hand reached his underpants, he immediately took them off, pulled her towards him, threw her onto the bed, tore her gown, and did that thing, naturally and roughly.
He was never gentle with her.
Not that he didn’t know how to be, but because he didn’t want to!
Rong Sheng, this heartless woman, didn’t deserve his gentleness. No matter what, she hated and disliked him.
His heart ached so much, why shouldn’t he drag her down with him?
But tonight, he heard Rong Sheng cried, her cry was real, soft and helpless, hoarse and low.
Not stubbornly enduring, nor repressing, as if truly aggrieved and hurt by him, she just let it out, a stark contrast to her usual tough, heartless self.
For a moment, Chu Yifeng mistakenly thought, Rong Sheng did have a heart.
Perhaps, she still had feelings.