Chapter 142: Song Qingwan's Invitation
From this angle, all of Jiang Nianyu's enchanting features were laid bare! Jiang Nianyu was completely unaware of what she was doing, a bewitching red appearing in her eyes. Suddenly, she reached for the zipper on her dress and gave it a light tug downward… Instantly, Zhao Dong's mind went blank as he stared, dumbfounded.
This time, Jiang Nianyu's eyes held only seduction, allure, and a hint of enchanting charm! This was a completely different person from the Jiang Nianyu he knew! She gazed softly at Zhao Dong, her look captivating. Her small hand landed on his shoulder, then slid down…
Zhao Dong was breathing heavily, staring intently at her. "Nianyu, stop playing with fire!"
Her half-lidded eyes shimmering, she bit her red lip and murmured seductively, "I'm not playing with fire! Zhao Dong… I want you."
Zhao Dong took a deep breath. "It's that pill Sun Tiansheng gave you. Calm down and let me see what's wrong."
"I don't need to calm down, and I don't need you to check on me. I just need you!"
Zhao Dong looked at her intently. "You're not in your right mind. Talk to me when you've cleared your head."
He tried to push her away, but she clung to him like an octopus, impossible to shake off.
Zhao Dong's breathing began to grow ragged as well. He said in a low, husky voice, "Nianyu, don't force me to do something I'll regret. I'm a man, not a monk."
Jiang Nianyu's fingers caressed his face as she spoke tenderly, "Let me see what you look like when you give in… Zhao Dong, you're an interesting man. No wonder Lin Qingyun agreed to marry you. Even though you have no money or power… you're the type of man women can't help but like."
Zhao Dong shook his head. "You're mistaken. I'm not like that. You're just not thinking straight right now."
Jiang Nianyu smiled like a coquettish kitten, her eyes shining like stars, like a flame in the deepest darkness. She brushed her fingertips across his face. "Zhao Dong, do you really think I'm not in my right mind?"
Zhao Dong slowly narrowed his eyes, watching her.
Jiang Nianyu smiled brilliantly, like a beautiful camellia in the mountains. She leaned in and whispered into his ear, "Zhao Dong, take me."
Zhao Dong's mind reeled. "Nianyu, you…"
Jiang Nianyu said no more. Her fingers found the row of hooks at her back and gently undid them.
Instantly, her snow-white skin was revealed to him! The most perfect, most alluring part of a woman unfolded before his very eyes!
Zhao Dong's breath caught in his throat, his eyes fixed on the sight before him.
It felt as though all the blood in his body was surging straight to his head.
Jiang Nianyu took his hand and gently placed it on her skin. Her eyes held a trace of tenderness, and her red lips curved into a soft, serene smile.
"Zhao Dong, take me… Just consider it a favor. Otherwise…"
Jiang Nianyu couldn't continue. Her eyes began to redden, and Zhao Dong frowned. "Nianyu, is something wrong? Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"It has nothing to do with you. This is my only request. You don't have to feel guilty for taking me; think of it as helping me. I don't want my precious first time to be ruined by some disgusting man. Zhao Dong, take me."
Jiang Nianyu gently hugged him, her body trembling slightly.
A violent shudder wracked Zhao Dong's body. He was a perfectly normal man. Coupled with Jiang Nianyu being so beautiful and tempting, he grew incredibly agitated.
He took a deep breath and met her gaze, his own eyes burning with intense passion. "Nianyu… are you sure?"
"I… I'm sure…"
A crimson glint appeared in Zhao Dong's eyes. He no longer hesitated, pulling Jiang Nianyu into his embrace…
A tempestuous storm began to rage…
The curtains drew themselves shut as the air in the room grew thick with intimacy.
Zhao Dong was like a plunderer, and Jiang Nianyu felt waves of dizziness overwhelm her, stealing her breath. She lay on the bed, her head on the pillow, gazing up at Zhao Dong with a shy expression. A strand of hair clung to her forehead, making her look all the more captivating.
Zhao Dong looked down at her and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Nianyu, I'll ask you one last time. Are you sure?"
Jiang Nianyu said nothing, only meeting his eyes and nodding lightly…
In that instant, Zhao Dong's blood boiled. Without another moment's hesitation, he embraced her…
"Ah!"
Jiang Nianyu cried out as a sharp pain shot through her, so intense that she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.
Two streams of tears slid down her cheeks. Looking at the man before her, she reached out and caressed his face, her eyes filled with happiness and tenderness…
...
The entire room was filled with a sensual atmosphere. Jiang Nianyu's initial pain slowly transformed into a feeling of floating on clouds…
Her breath came in faint wisps, her beautiful eyes half-open and unfocused, a dazed flush on her cheeks.
After one last, deep look at Zhao Dong, she closed her eyes…
「Two hours later, everything had calmed.」
Jiang Nianyu lay with her head pillowed on Zhao Dong's arm, her face still flushed. Looking at the man beside her, her beautiful eyes shone with a trace of disbelief.
To think that she and Zhao Dong had actually…
Zhao Dong looked over at her and pinched her nose. "Feeling better?"
Jiang Nianyu let out a soft moan, her face filled with shyness. "Much better! You were just… so incredible. I… I almost…"
Her cheeks burned scarlet, and she couldn't finish her sentence. Zhao Dong laughed heartily. She playfully punched his chest, then suddenly cooed with a sly smile, "Zhao Dong, aren't you afraid of Lin Qingyun finding out?"
Zhao Dong rubbed his nose. "Aren't you?"
Jiang Nianyu covered her mouth and chuckled. "I'm not. I know your marriage is just a contract. You two only agreed to it because something irreversible happened between you. Besides, you aren't even really married yet, are you? It's just a verbal agreement."
