med to enjoy scaring her.Well, let's try scaring her again next time! Seeing her reaction would be a huge enjoyment in itself!I have to say, Rong Ling, he's definitely not a good person!He let her ha...Rong Ling stretched his long legs like an emperor, holding her in his arms. The pose right now -- she was nestled in his embrace, her upper body pressed against him, and the two smooth, white legs from beneath her shorts resting against his like they were leaning on him – it was so ambiguous!

Lin Meng's breathing became a little rapid, because this kind of intimacy was a bit too public. This was in the open air, on Mount Zhuyue where hikers occasionally passed by. She felt uneasy and fidgeted, her two legs that resembled lotus roots lying in the stream, unsure how to position them. Rong Ling seemed to be teasing her, wanting to see her embarrassed. No matter where her legs ran, his agile legs would follow, then domineeringly press against hers. In this cool stream, he domineeringly used his own heat to warm her up.

She wanted to stand up, to escape him, to be alone. This position was just too ambiguous, too embarrassing. But he held her tight! This man seemed domineering by nature, completely disregarding other people's thoughts. Lin Meng was afraid that once she stood up and stopped soaking her feet, she would have to continue enduring the pain of sore back and aching waist as she climbed the mountain.

After analyzing the pros and cons of him carrying her for a foot bath and continuing to climb with a sore waist, Lin Meng bit her lip, her long eyes blinked, but she still decided to endure it a little. Fortunately, she didn't choose a weekend, so there weren't many hikers.

It's just that heaven loves to oppose her, so she can barely convince herself to sit here calmly. However, the disturbances behind her come right after. Because her body is pressed against his, almost squashed between his legs at the waist and hips, she can clearly feel the changes in his lower body, his obvious excitement as a man.

"Oh!"

She let out a soft sigh, awkwardly wanting to move away. She had no idea what she had done wrong, that suddenly aroused him.

He clamped his hand around her waist and murmured in her ear, "Does your waist hurt"

Only then did she realize that his voice was unusually husky, that particular tone he had during intimacy, so familiar it made her cheeks flush and her body tremble.

He didn't need her answer, starting to gently knead her waist. The gesture was probably well-intentioned. He might have given massages before, the just right amount of pressure made her have to admit it felt good. The aching in her lower back, under his touch, seemed to ease considerably.

“Mmm…” Because it was too comfortable, she hummed softly, like a delicate little kitten. She had almost forgotten the crisis she was facing at that moment. This involuntary moan immediately ignited two flames in the man behind her eyes.

Rubbing her lower back, easing the ache she always carried, he reached out with his other hand, taking hers and pulling it toward his thighs. She was a little dazed until the man leaned down, starting to gently blow hot breath onto her sensitive ear. That's when she understood what was happening, and immediately gasped in alarm.

"Rong... Rong Ling!"

She gasped, her little hand wanting to quickly retract as if she had touched a venomous snake. Her small frame even forgot the danger of her current position sitting by the stream and immediately jumped up, but was pressed down by Rong Ling with one hand. His grip on her hand tightened, preventing her from escaping!

"Help me!" he murmured, his breath hot against her fair neck. She wanted to recoil in fear, but his voice suddenly dropped, a dangerous threat hanging in the air: "--or else, I'll take you here and now!"

Lin Meng's face changed color again and again, from red to white, just like a peony in full bloom. Rong Ling couldn't help himself, his heart pounding. He lowered his head and pressed a deep kiss onto her lips.

Tears welled up in Lin Meng's eyes,委屈. Led by him, she was forced to satisfy his desires. She huddled in his arms, her small face flushed red, too embarrassed to even look at him. She regretted it again, thinking how foolish she had been. Why had she suggested this place Why had she suggested soaking her feet Yet, she forgot that no matter where she chose to live, as a little white rabbit like herself, she couldn't escape the cunning wolf. She was destined to be devoured!

"Someone..."

She whimpered softly, her voice full of grievance.

He was merciless, like a brute, pinning her small hand down with his own. His legs were clamped firmly around her slender body, his head bowed as he bit at her ear, grunting in a gravelly voice. "Do what I say, don't think about anything else!"

Rambling thoughts!

Lin Meng felt like she was going crazy! Now, the thoughts swirling in her head weren't her own, but those of this terrible man!

Even though they appear to be just a couple of lovers playing in the water from an outsider's perspective, no one can see the intimate gestures between them when they are close together. It is still quite embarrassing though.

This man's getting hot and heavy, he shouldn't be doing this here!

She was somewhat angry, but fear of this man prevented her from resisting him with force. She could only blush and plead softly, "I don't want to, please spare me..."

He chuckled, relishing her discomfort, her helplessness!

That was simply infuriating!

She bit her lip, furious. She really wanted to bite him, but she didn't dare!

"Rong Shao--"

The voice of surprise, how could it not be Lin Meng's surprise. She quickly retracted her hand, this time, Rong Ling did not force her to stay. She secretly let out a sigh of relief in her heart and quietly glanced at her "savior". Seeing that it was Feng Tan, the gratitude she wanted to express immediately faded. She pursed her lips and hurriedly buried her head in Rong Ling's arms, not wanting to see him. This book is first published on this site, please do not reprint!nd by him, support him and understand him, so he could get through this mess. He wasn't afraid of others making trouble; no matter how much they stirred, he had ways of silencing them. But he feared h...