During the day, Xie Jiangsheng wasn't like this; he was courteous, gentle, refined, considerate, and well-mannered.
But the man before her seemed like a demon wearing Xie Jiangsheng's skin.
This reminded Shen Yue of unpleasant things. Her face turned pale, she bit her lip, and whimpered softly, "Mr. Xie, you're drunk..."
Her voice, soft and delicate, was like a startled white bird. She possessed beautiful wings, yet couldn't escape this cage.
Her slender shoulders trembled slightly, her dark, moist eyes seemed to gather a faint mist, making one's heart ache.
When the man reached out to touch Shen Yue's face, she didn't dodge this time, as if afraid of angering the man before her and provoking him to do something worse.
Xie Jiangsheng's fingertips gently caressed her smooth, fair skin. His narrow, amorous eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips curved upwards, carrying a lingering tenderness.
He lowered his head, nuzzling affectionately against Shen Yue's cheek, and murmured softly, "That's better, my good girl."
"Always be good, and you'll be rewarded."
The pillow was soft, and Shen Yue's face was small. Her head sank into the pillow. Upon hearing the man's words, she first reacted with disbelief. Her full, rosy lips pressed tightly together, her dark eyes trembled slightly, and her shoulders curled up, shaking.
Her long lashes lifted. She bit her lip hard, "What do you take me for?"
Xie Jiangsheng was drunk, truly drunk. He had drunk a lot, and looking at the person before him, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
He thought he couldn't spoil Shen Yue, his lover, too much, or she'd become presumptuous.
He wondered how she'd act if she knew he cared a little.
So, he lowered his head and buried it in her soft, fragrant neck, kissing her throat. An ambiguous current flowed between them, but his voice carried little discernible emotion.
"Why ask such a question? It seems you haven't quite understood your position."
Shen Yue bit her lip fiercely, her eyes reddening. "What position?"
They say drunk people speak their minds. Was Xie Jiangsheng's previously devoted demeanor all a pretense, an act, or just him toying with her?
Whichever it was, it chilled Shen Yue to the bone, a lingering ache spreading uncontrollably through her chest.
Xie Jiangsheng let out a laugh, as if mocking her foolish dreams, or perhaps her delusions.
"You are merely a plaything to pass the time when I'm bored. Do you understand? Do I need to repeat myself?"
Xie Jiangsheng smiled, his handsome face like that of a lofty deity, cold and merciless.
Shen Yue had amnesia and still hadn't realized that in her current situation, only Xie Jiangsheng was the closest person to her.
For various reasons, Shen Yue found herself unable to harbor any aversion or dislike towards Xie Jiangsheng.
It wasn't because of his excellent looks or his wealth.
It was because, over the past six months, Xie Jiangsheng had been helping her pay her medical bills. Without him, wouldn't she have died half a year ago?
Furthermore, Xie Jiangsheng was the first person to visit her. He had told her her home address; otherwise, she wouldn't even know where her home was.
She was like a child just entering the world, completely dependent on the hand that had guided her, the one who had led her to walk.
But now, Xie Jiangsheng's words pierced Shen Yue's heart like ice blades, making her feel humiliated and wronged. She couldn't help but let out a low sob, a soft, delicate sound, like a beautiful melody, which gradually made Xie Jiangsheng intoxicated.
His dry, warm lips brushed against Shen Yue's forehead, between her brows, and the corners of her mouth. But Shen Yue didn't stop crying; instead, her gentle sobs intensified, stirring a sense of pity in Xie Jiangsheng, yet also a surge of warmth coursing through him.
"Don't cry."
"Be good."
Uncharacteristically, Xie Jiangsheng, who had never comforted anyone before, awkwardly and gently soothed his lover in his arms.
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Blinding sunlight streamed through the window. Shen Yue didn't know when she had fallen asleep. She only felt exhausted, every nerve screaming fatigue.
As she reached up to block the light, she realized she was completely confined within the man's arms. The memories of last night returned. Shen Yue struggled to break free from his embrace, inadvertently waking him.
As Xie Jiangsheng's eyes fluttered open, he looked down at the woman's fair, beautiful face and froze for a moment.
Shen Yue was still struggling, appearing exceptionally resistant.
Xie Jiangsheng frowned, a wave of irritability surging within him, but he maintained a gentle demeanor. "What's wrong? Did I do something last night that upset you?"
Xie Jiangsheng had little memory of what happened last night, only fragmented pieces that couldn't form a coherent picture. He wondered if he had done something to frighten Shen Yue, who was so timid.
Shen Yue remained silent, turning her head away from him. The corners of her eyes were flushed a crimson hue, alluringly captivating.
In Xie Jiangsheng's eyes, she looked pitiful yet adorable, like a little cat throwing a tantrum. He couldn't help but tighten his arms, holding Shen Yue close, his possessiveness palpable.
His dry, warm lips brushed against Shen Yue's forehead, between her brows, and the corners of her mouth. But Shen Yue didn't stop crying; instead, her gentle sobs intensified, stirring a sense of pity in Xie Jiangsheng, yet also a surge of warmth coursing through him.
"Don't cry."
"Be good."
Uncharacteristically, Xie Jiangsheng, who had never comforted anyone before, awkwardly and gently soothed his lover in his arms.
---
Blinding sunlight streamed through the window. Shen Yue didn't know when she had fallen asleep. She only felt exhausted, every nerve screaming fatigue.
As she reached up to block the light, she realized she was completely confined within the man's arms. The memories of last night returned. Shen Yue struggled to break free from his embrace, inadvertently waking him.
As Xie Jiangsheng's eyes fluttered open, he looked down at the woman's fair, beautiful face and froze for a moment.
Shen Yue was still struggling, appearing exceptionally resistant.
Xie Jiangsheng frowned, a wave of irritability surging within him, but he maintained a gentle demeanor. "What's wrong? Did I do something last night that upset you?"
Xie Jiangsheng had little memory of what happened last night, only fragmented pieces that couldn't form a coherent picture. He wondered if he had done something to frighten Shen Yue, who was so timid.
Shen Yue remained silent, turning her head away from him. The corners of her eyes were flushed a crimson hue, alluringly captivating.
In Xie Jiangsheng's eyes, she looked pitiful yet adorable, like a little cat throwing a tantrum. He couldn't help but tighten his arms, holding Shen Yue close, his possessiveness palpable.