mesbooks Chapter 294 The Fury Between the Lips
Chapter 294 The Fury Between the Lips
Chapter 294 The Fury on His Lips
Lin Qianqian was carried on Murong Yi's shoulder, her heart filled with anger and shame.
She writhed wildly, like a fish pulled ashore and struggling desperately, her hands pounding on Murong Yi's back like raindrops, shouting, "Let me go! Bastard, put me down! Murong Yi, you despicable scoundrel!" Her voice was sharp and tearful, carrying far through the silent woods.
Murong Yi was thoroughly annoyed by her endless fussing. Her brows were furrowed, and her face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.
Suddenly, he stopped, used his arm to bounce Lin Qianqian up, and with one hand, he slapped her buttocks hard with a "smack".
The blow was quite forceful, and Lin Qianqian's body stiffened abruptly before she let out a scream filled with shock and grievance.
"Behave yourself! Don't move!" Murong Yi said through gritted teeth, her voice leaving no room for negotiation.
Lin Qianqian was both angry and anxious on Murong Yi's shoulder. After struggling and thrashing her limbs to no avail, a resolute look flashed in her eyes.
She leaned down, bringing her head close to Murong Yi's back, and bit down hard with her teeth. Her cheeks bulged out from the force, as if she wanted to vent all her resentment through this bite.
Murong Yi was striding forward when a sudden, sharp pain shot through his back, as if sharp fangs had pierced his flesh and reached the bone. His body tensed instantly, he staggered, and then let out a deafening scream: "Ah!"
The scream was filled with unbearable pain and utter astonishment; he never expected Lin Qianqian to pull such a move.
The excruciating pain became unbearable for Murong Yi, and she loosened her grip, causing Lin Qianqian to fall to the ground with a thud.
Ignoring her, Murong Yi hurriedly reached behind her and frantically searched for the bite wound.
His hand touched the damp, warm bloodstain, his brows furrowed into a knot, his face filled with anger and frustration, his eyes glaring fiercely at Lin Qianqian, his chest heaving violently, and he gasped for breath.
Murong Yi's eyes widened, burning with a fierce rage, like two flames about to devour someone. Her finger pointed directly at Lin Qianqian, her arm trembling violently with anger, as she roared hoarsely, "Lin Qianqian, you! You dare bite me!"
The veins on his neck bulged, and the muscles on his face were contorted with rage, making him look as if he wanted to devour Lin Qianqian alive.
Lin Qianqian met his gaze without fear, her chin slightly raised, her eyes flashing with stubbornness, and retorted loudly, "Who told you to treat me like this! Let me tell you, this is still considered mild!" She spoke very quickly and clearly, each word resounding with a strong sense of determination.
Murong Yi was so angry at her retort that she trembled all over, her chest heaving violently, like an enraged lion, but she couldn't find the words to refute it for a moment, and could only squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth: "You!"
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian grew even bolder. She put her hands firmly on her hips, took a step forward, and confronted Murong Yi directly, a provocative sneer on her face: "So what! What do you want! Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you!"
Murong Yi was rendered speechless by Lin Qianqian's rapid-fire rebuttals. Her face turned purplish-red, her chest heaved violently, and her heavy breathing sounded like a bellows being pulled.
He glared fiercely at Lin Qianqian, his gaze seemingly spitting fire. Seeing her so arrogantly provoking him, the anger in his heart surged up, burning away almost all his reason.
But even in his rage, his gaze involuntarily fell on Lin Qianqian's constantly opening and closing lips, which were chattering incessantly.
Lin Qianqian was completely unaware of the change in Murong Yi's gaze. Still unwilling to back down, she raised her chin, her eyes full of stubbornness and disdain, and was about to continue to refute.
However, before she could finish speaking, Murong Yi seemed to be driven by an uncontrollable impulse. She suddenly leaned down, grabbed Lin Qianqian's shoulders with both hands, and pressed her lips heavily against Lin Qianqian's lips.
In an instant, Lin Qianqian's eyes widened, filled with disbelief and terror. Her mouth, which had been arguing vehemently, was blocked, and all her words were swallowed back down her throat.
Her body stiffened instantly, and her hands instinctively pressed against Murong Yi's chest, trying to push him away.
A few strands of hair fell messily across her face due to the violent movement, further highlighting her panic and helplessness.