He glanced sideways, and the girl's bright and sparkling eyes were like bright stars in the dark night, shining into his heart.

Ying Ruxing wanted to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly in his hand.

His palms were burning hot, and his eyes were filled with frightening lust.

His whole body was burning hot, beads of sweat appeared on his head, and it seemed as if there was a heat running around in his body.

Shi Jinyuan let go of his hands and opened the windows on both sides. The cool wind that blew in dispersed the heat and brought him back to his senses for a moment.

But it was only for a moment.

The heat grew more intense, his cheeks turned red, and Ying Ruxing could tell that something was wrong with him.

He tilted his head to one side, veins bulging on his forehead.

"How are you?"

She asked in a low voice, but Shi Jinyuan just pursed his lips and didn't respond.

The car quickly drove to the gate of Shi Mansion, and Shi Jinyuan got out of the car in a hurry.

Ying Ruxing quickly followed. When he reached the door, he said in a cold voice, "Don't follow me!"

The footsteps suddenly stopped, Ying Ruxing bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

"You're not feeling well. I'll call a doctor for you."

She supported him with one hand and took his phone with the other, finding the number of his family doctor and calling him.

After briefly explaining the situation, Ying Ruxing returned the phone to him and said, "I'll get you some water. You're badly burned."

She hurried downstairs, thought about it, found some alcohol and went to the bathroom to get a towel.

Shi Jinyuan covered his head with a quilt, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Ying Ruxing wet a towel with warm water and said, "I'll wipe your body and use alcohol to reduce your fever. It should be fine until the doctor comes."

She unbuttoned his shirt, and her fingertips accidentally touched his skin. The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, with desire in his eyes.

His body stiffened and sweat accumulated on his forehead.

She had wet the towel and was wiping his body carefully.

She wiped off the sweat, but her body was still wet.

"How come you didn't even know you had a fever?" she muttered softly, pulling away the quilt that was covering his head.

In the dark room, she met his eyes that were filled with surging lust like a ferocious beast.

Ying Ruxing was startled, and the man said stiffly, "Don't touch me."

She immediately came to her senses and said, "No, you are very hot now, you have to cool down."

"I couldn't find a thermometer either. I can only wait for the doctor to come."

The woman's soft and tender voice was like an aphrodisiac, and her delicate hands carelessly brushed across his skin.

The sweat on the man's forehead grew thicker, and all his rationality and restraint collapsed in an instant.

She put her hand on his forehead, and the next moment, her wrist was grabbed by someone and she fell into his arms.

Her chin was lifted, the man's hot breath fell over her, and her red lips were sealed.

Ying Ruxing had no time to react before her red lips were pried open and the man forcefully entered. Her lips and teeth were filled with his scent.

My heart was pounding.

Every breath he took was filled with Shi Jinyuan's breath.

Ying Ruxing leaned back and their lips separated.

Shi Jinyuan grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her back, "Didn't you always want to do this?"

Ying Ruxing's eyelashes trembled.

The two people's breathing intertwined.

Shi Jinyuan bit her lip and said, "Why don't you speak? Don't you want to?"

"Aren't you unwilling?" She whimpered in pain and glared at him coquettishly.

Shi Jinyuan panted softly, "I want you now."

The way he kissed her was not gentle at all, but rather brutal and demanding, as if large pieces of fire were ignited on her body.

She sat astride him, supporting her hands on his chest, feeling the man's body temperature, which made her fingertips numb.

As he kissed her passionately, she hooked her arms around his neck, endured his roughness, and closed her eyes in response.

Ying Ruxing knew what would happen next, but this time, it was not her initiative.

Their positions changed, and she lay on the bed with her long black hair spread out and a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

His warm lips moved from her ear to her neck.

The hand covering her waist was pinching her, the man's breathing was heavy, and the kiss on her collarbone was sucking a little too hard.

She couldn't help but let out a cry, her red lips glistening, like a rose bud ready to bloom, ready to be plucked.

Her cheeks were rosy, her lips were tender and rosy, and she looked so lovable when she was ravaged by a man.

She could hear the heavy breathing of the man holding her in his arms. Her ten slender white fingers were quietly grasped by someone, forced to open and then forced to hold tightly together with him.

The man's palm fell silently on her knee and slowly moved upwards.

The hem of her skirt was lifted up to her waist, and her whole body felt numb.

Ying Ruxing felt like he was caught in a violent storm.

This sudden downpour lasted for a long time and the rain was very heavy.

Her breathing became a luxury, her face flushed, and her black hair was soaked as if it had been wet by the tide.

There was a knock on the door and then it stopped. The doctor in a white coat glared and left in a hurry with a red face.

...

The curtains in the house were not closed, and the whole room was filled with sunlight.

The man, feeling the glare of the sunlight, raised his hand and pressed it against his forehead. His Adam's apple rolled twice before he gradually regained consciousness and became sober.

He heard the sound of even breathing beside him, and he paused and looked sideways.

Everything that happened last night came flooding back like a tidal wave.

The girl wrapped herself in the quilt tightly, with only half of her face showing. Her little face was rosy, attractive and cute.

His Adam's apple rolled and he rubbed his eyebrows.

The memory was not false, it was just that his overly outrageous behavior made him think he was just dreaming.

The man's evil nature, through the use of drugs, releases the selfish desires hidden in his heart.

On the surface, he acts like a gentleman and sticks to his principles, but in reality he has been coveting it for a long time.

That extreme pleasure seemed to be engraved in his body over and over again, and the sleeping lion seemed to be stirring again.

He got up, closed the curtains, took a shower, sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette.

After finishing a cigarette, the restlessness in my body was also calmed down.

The cool breeze blowing in from the window awakened his reason.

The man frowned slightly and picked up the phone at hand, "Go check if anyone tampered with Ying Ruxing's wrap-up party last night."

He is a wanton and dissolute man, but he does not act casually.

Reason and restraint are always well controlled, and one will not indulge in desires.

What happened last night was beyond his control. Looking back now, it seemed that the problem had already occurred when he left the hotel.

That glass of juice must have been drugged.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, and the uneasy movement revealed his inner urgency.

Soon, news from Zhou Xun came.

The answer was unexpected.

No one did anything, and Ying Ruxing was the only one who touched her cup.

Shi Jinyuan let out a sigh, his eyes revealing annoyance that he couldn't hide.

The man was very clear about his body in this regard. He was sure that he had been drugged, otherwise he would not have lost control and had sex with Ying Ruxing.

But Zhou Xun said that no one had touched the cup except Ying Ruxing.

His eyes darkened unconsciously, his five fingers curled up, and Shi Jinyuan slowly closed his eyes.