Before she could answer, the black wolf pounced, his sharp teeth biting her and his wet tongue lingering on her lips, invoking both fear and disgust. She struggled but couldn’t push him away, wanting to call for Zheng Yu but unable to make a sound. Exasperated, she finally headbutted the wolf, screaming, “Zheng Yu, save me!”
As soon as she spoke, Ruan Ning opened her eyes. Meng Chi’s angry face was inches away, just like in her dream.
His brutal lips and tongue were devouring her, almost draining the last bit of air from her lungs.
Ruan Ning felt dizzy and then her lips lightened as Meng Chi released her, his voice low: “Save you? Heh, little sister is truly infatuated, even dreaming about Zheng Yu.”
Suddenly realizing the pain on her lips, she gasped. He had just kissed her? Heavens!
Huddling under the blanket, she felt her worldview shatter. Wasn’t he supposed to hate and despise her? Was this a form of revenge? Wasn’t this method a bit too vulgar?
Meng Chi’s hand slid down, gripping her ankle: “Tying down your foot doesn’t restrain your heart, little sister. Should I kill Zheng Yu and display him before you, so you’ll stop thinking about him every day?”
Ruan Ning shuddered, not doubting he would do such a thing. “I’m not thinking about Zheng Yu. But since you and Meng Yao both hate me so much, why keep me? Let me go to the Zheng family. It would be a relief for all of us.”
“Relief? Heh.” Meng Chi’s face twisted. She still wanted to find Zheng Yu! He suddenly grabbed her arm, pulled out a chain, and locked it with a click, softly laughing, “You want to be relieved? I don’t. Be good. Your brother won’t let you go easily.”
The silver chain was locked to a bed leg, and Ruan Ning discovered it was very short, barely allowing her to move from the bed to the table.
Damn, she couldn’t even go to the bathroom!
