“Can we not do it tonight?” Qiyu Feng sneered, his hand already inside my clothes, teasing maliciously, “What right do you have to say no?” Ridiculous, do I have any? “None,” I turned my face away from his lips, “As you please.” Seeing my lifeless expression, Qiyu Feng angrily stood up, unbuttoning his collar, “You better not provoke me, know your place!” With that, he pulled me up, pressing me close, I knelt at the edge of the bed, his hand on the back of my head forcing me to look up and endure his relentless demands. Right, what right do I have to say no? I’m just a mistress, even if my “no” excites him, it’s just my duty, what right do I have?
I turned my back to him, sleeping far away, my whole body aching, that pervert! “Angry?” He pulled me back, “Still hurt?” “Not hurt at all, it’s fun, why doesn’t President Qi try it himself?” Crying wolf! I cursed him in my mind as he turned me around.
He got up and scooped me into his arms, “What are you doing!” I kicked in panic as he carried me into the bathroom. “Turn on the light, didn’t you say I’m rude? I’ve decided to salvage my image and serve you.” What salvage? The bath wasn’t even full, and I was plunged into another abyss!
“Don’t touch me anymore! You have no image left!” His tall figure pinned me against the wardrobe door, laughing wickedly, “So what?” He’s acting so shamelessly now, I’m speechless… He kissed my face, then opened the wardrobe, choosing a dress to put on me, “President Qi, you’re acting really strange today, not going to work at this hour, and now dressing me, your wardrobe is over there, go!” “Haven’t you been complaining about being bored? I took the day off to spend time with you.” “Really? Then hurry up and get changed! Where shall we go? You should have told me earlier, it’s noon already!”
And so, I finally got to go out and play today.
