Chapter 80 Tavern (3)

Late at night, after washing Xin Ci laid on the bed weighing up everything that had happened.

This time returning to the Hidden Castle with Wu Qing, whether she lives or die she doesn’t care anymore, if she dies, she hopes it would be by Wu Qing’s hands. Even if Wu Qing’s embraces her coldly she still wants to have that.

A silence filled the air inside the room, Xin Ci sighed dejectedly.

Suddenly the door was pushed open hard, the heavy smell of alcohol permeated Xin Ci’s sense of smell. Xin Ci could not help clutching the quilt to her body.

Wu Qing flung the door shut, swaying with every step as he walked to the bed.

Damn it, why looking at those ordinary common rouge powder, he would only think of the delicate fragrance on that woman’s body. She was clearly a woman of loose morals, but he still wretchedly only desires her, longing to vent the feelings from these several years.

Gradually getting closer to Xin Ci, Wu Qing smelled not the scent of alcohol on his body, rather that smell which disturbed him, the smell which he wanted to touch.

Acting without taking time to think he stripped off all the clothing on his body, he wanted to release the scorching heat of his body. Lifting up the quilt, Wu Qing laid beside Xin Ci. But he was slightly hesitant.

Xin Ci felt the roasting hot breath next to her, she suddenly felt afraid again.

Husband wouldn’t…

Wu Qing did not give Xin ci the chance to continue her thoughts, he raised his hand placing them on her waist, lightly stroking her body. The temperature from the hollo of his palm made Xin Ci’s body tremble uncontrollably. He became aware of her movement. Wu Qing rigidly tore Xin Ci’s clothes throwing them onto the floor. The shocked Xin Ci had no choice but to turn and face Wu Qing.

“Husband…”

Seeing Xin Ci’s expression which provoked people to love her tenderly, a rage could not help but ignite in Wu Qing’s chest.

“What? Other men can touch you, but me this husband can’t?”

The cruel words scattered and smashed Xin Ci’s heart. She wanted to retort, really wanted to explain. But she was unable to open her mouth.

Wu Qing’s hand returned to caressing Xin Ci’s smooth skin, in an evil manner his voice dithered at Xin Ci’s ears.

“Me wanting you is the biggest favour I am doing for you, do you understand?”

Tears slid down Xin Ci’s cheeks, disappearing without a trace. She relaxed her body, not moving at all again…

The bright moon ashamed was covered by a black cloud, it did not dare to watch from the side lines the scenes of springtime inside the room.

Through the whole night, Wu Qing vented his own desires. Over and over again he took Xin Ci. Regardless whether or not Xin Ci could endure his passion.

The horizon gradually suffused with white. Wu Qing looked at the figure soundly sleeping in his arms, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

Last night, maybe he really did drink too much. Otherwise how would he have touched such a dirty woman.

Thinking of last night’s ecstasy, Wu Qing jumped out from bed as if he was escaping from Misery, putting on his own clothes.

Xin Ci’s eyebrows knitted together, softly crying out, before going back to deep sleep.

Wu Qing dressed watched her seductive sleeping face. Even though he didn’t want to care about it, but every time he hurt her, it would involuntarily float in his mind. He wanted to explain? What if she understood then what, he still wouldn’t let her off.

Flinging his sleeves, Wu Qing turned and left the room.