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A strong, aggressive scent of male hormones, mixed with a faint smell of sweat and the fragrance of earth, overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
Her body, trembling violently with fear and shame, was held tightly in Wang Meng's arms, unable to move.
The two soft, snowy peaks were deformed and squeezed by his tight pressure, almost overflowing from the top of the bodice. The two rosy buds became as hard as stone and extremely sensitive because of this sudden and rough treatment.
"Tell them not to come up."
Wang Meng lowered his voice, his hot breath hitting Li Qingluo's sensitive earlobe, causing her to involuntarily shiver.
His voice was hoarse and rapid, carrying an undeniable air of authority.
Just then, Wang Yuyan's anxious shouts came from downstairs: "Mother! Are you upstairs?"
Yu Yan has something important to discuss with me!
Immediately following was the sound of hurried footsteps, clearly indicating that Wang Yuyan couldn't wait any longer and began to walk upstairs!
However, judging from the footsteps, it was only Wang Yuyan; Murong Fu did not come up.
Judging from Wang Yuyan's footsteps, she was almost there.
Li Qingluo froze, the fear in her heart almost consuming her.
She tried her best to break free from Wang Meng's control, but Wang Meng's arm was like an iron clamp, not moving an inch.
Wang Meng whispered in her ear again, "Tell them you have important guests and tell them to leave immediately!"
Li Qingluo's mind went blank, and instinct led her to make the only choice amidst extreme fear.
She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the panic and shame in her heart. With all her might, she shouted angrily and impatiently towards the stairwell: "What's all the noise about?"
I have a distinguished guest here. We can discuss this tomorrow!
"Don't you guys have any manners at all?!"
Her voice was muffled because Wang Meng covered her mouth, but the majesty and anger of a lady of the Wang family were not diminished in the slightest.
He even deliberately made his voice sound sharper and harsher to cover up his inner panic.
Li Qingluo forced herself to remain calm and continued to scold him sharply. At the same time, she felt Wang Meng's rough and hard body move slightly, and the burning sensation almost made her fall down. "You two are becoming more and more rude!"
What is this place?
Do you think you can just barge in like this?
Have you forgotten all the rules I taught you?
Get out of here right now!
After saying all this in one breath, Li Qingluo felt as if all her strength had been drained away.
She could feel Wang Meng's hand covering her mouth loosen slightly, but the arm that was restraining her waist was still strong and powerful.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Wang Meng's heart suddenly raced.
But what he felt was not entirely fear; instead, there was an indescribable, twisted thrill that surged through his body like an electric current!
Just a wall separates them! A thin wooden floor and a few windows divide two completely different worlds!
This taboo, this reckless flirting on the edge, this extreme danger that could be broken at any moment, caused the beast within Wang Meng to roar completely, like a beast breaking free of its shackles!
His hand covering Li Qingluo's mouth tightened even more due to his uncontrollable excitement, almost pressing her soft, plump lips into her fine, white teeth, leaving her only able to let out soft, tearful sobs.
But his other, thick arm, which was wrapped around her slender waist, began to become increasingly brazen.
That large hand, covered in thick calluses and burning hot.
Through the thin, cicada-wing-like silk bodice, already slightly damp with sweat and some unknown liquid, the ink began to slowly roam over her smooth, delicate, and flawless skin, kneading it.
Li Qingluo trembled slightly. The hardness and heat, still clearly felt even through several layers of thin clothing, rhythmically ground against her buttocks. Each thrust made her heart tighten, and an unprecedented tingling sensation, accompanied by shame and indignation, surged through her body, making her almost unable to stand.
Each time, it made her feel an indescribable sense of shame and...emptiness.
Shame, anger, fear... and a trace of something ignited by this extreme, perverse stimulation, an untimely, inappropriate feeling, like countless venomous snakes flicking their tongues, raging wildly within her, tearing at her reason, almost driving her to the brink of collapse.
Wang Meng's fingers, as if possessed by some evil magic, gently caressed and twisted, circling and kneading the edges of the two full, snow-white jade peaks wrapped in silk bodices, their breathtaking curves.
He could even clearly smell the scent emanating from Li Qingluo, a mixture of her unique orchid fragrance and the rich musk scent that came with passion. The scent was so intense that it made his blood boil, and the long-suppressed lust in his lower abdomen burned so fiercely that he almost lost control. He wished he could immediately take this beauty in his arms right there and then!
"Ugh... let... let go of... me..."
Li Qingluo managed to squeeze out a few broken low notes through the gaps in Wang Meng's rough, large hand. Her voice was hoarse and trembling due to extreme desire and deep-seated fear, carrying a kind of tearful tone that made people itch with desire.
Her movements were as if she wanted to push Wang Meng away and escape this nightmarish violation, but her body was weak and numb from the forbidden touch and the rough thrusting from behind, and she couldn't muster any strength to resist. Instead, she involuntarily twisted her waist slightly, as if she was welcoming something.
At the top of the stairs, Wang Yuyan's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.
Wang Yuyan's originally anxious face turned deathly pale upon hearing Li Qingluo's merciless rebuke. Her eyes quickly filled with tears, and she bit her lower lip in grievance, almost bursting into tears.
However, the purpose of her visit concerned her life's most important matter, so although he did not continue upwards, he still loudly defended himself, saying, "Mother!"
Yu Yan didn't mean to offend, it's just... it's just that Yu Yan has something extremely important that she needs to ask in person!
"Mother!"
Wang Yuyan's voice rose a few decibels, carrying a hint of desperate resolve, "Why...why did you choose another marriage for Yuyan?!"
My cousin and I were betrothed since childhood; we were childhood sweethearts and deeply in love!
How could you be so faithless as to betroth Yu Yan to that complete stranger, Young Master Sun?!
These words were like a thunderclap, causing Murong Fu, who hadn't come up yet, to change his expression drastically, with a hint of gloom and astonishment flashing in his eyes. They also made Li Qingluo, who was being held captive by Wang Meng upstairs, feel a sudden sinking feeling in her heart!
broken!
That brat, she came here for this very reason!
Li Qingluo felt a sudden dizziness.
She arranged a marriage between Wang Yuyan and the Sun family, intending to use this to win over the power of the Sun family, the current Minister of the Court, and to make plans for the future. At the same time, she also harbored the intention of breaking up Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu, because she disliked Murong Fu, who was only thinking about restoring his country.
Moreover, the so-called arranged marriage back then was nothing more than the Murong family coveting the Langhuan Jade Cave.
She originally intended to discuss this matter with Wang Yuyan at a suitable time, but she didn't expect that the girl would find out about it so quickly and even bring Murong Fu to question her!
This is truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly!
Damn girl!
Li Qingluo's heart tightened suddenly. All her desires were instantly shattered by this shocking question, replaced by an even stronger sense of panic and despair.
But her daughter's questioning left her speechless, and she was even more afraid that the door would be pushed open at any moment, exposing her shameful state to the light of day!
Wang Meng became even more excited and unrestrained because of this sudden "plot twist"!
His large hand, which had been ravaging her chest, did not stop. Instead, it intensified, his fingers boldly and roughly exploring the hidden scenery beneath the silk bodice, feeling the extreme softness and smoothness, and kneading the two full mounds that trembled slightly with her breath.
He could even feel the uncontrollable slight spasms and gentle warm currents surging from deep within Li Qingluo's body due to extreme tension and stimulation.
Separated by a wall, outside there are righteous and righteous questions, while inside there is a filthy and sordid affair, a naked entanglement of desires!
This stark, suffocating contrast, this extreme danger of being on the verge of collapse, like walking on the edge of a cliff, made Wang Meng's breathing become even heavier, and his eyes gleamed with a beast-like light.
He buried his face deep in the crook of Li Qingluo's neck, which exuded an intoxicating scent of orchids and musk, greedily inhaling the maddening fragrance emanating from every inch of her skin. His coarse stubble rubbed against her delicate skin like sandpaper.
Li Qingluo felt a "boom" in her mind, as if all the blood rushed to her head, only to be instantly jolted back to her limbs by the electric current from Wang Meng's hand kneading her chest and the massive object behind her.
Shame, anger, fear, and a strange feeling, like a poisonous vine, quietly sprouting and spreading wildly, intertwined and surged in her heart.
"Mother! Say something!"
Wang Yuyan's voice was already tinged with tears; her stubbornness and grievances were like invisible needles, piercing Li Qingluo's skin with pain.
Murong Fu's self-assured and steady voice followed closely: "Aunt, this is no child's play. My feelings for Yu Yan are as deep as heaven and earth can bear witness."
What is the reason for your forceful attempt to separate us like this?
"reason?"
Li Qingluo gasped sharply, but before she could fully inhale, Wang Meng's sudden and intensified movements nearly made her choke.
She felt Wang Meng's large hand covering her chest suddenly tighten like a red-hot iron clamp!
He mercilessly grabbed and kneaded her already voluptuous breasts, squeezing them into a breathtaking and blush-inducing shape.
"Well……"
A low moan escaped Li Qingluo's throat, tinged with pain, shame, and indignation, yet also mixed with a hidden shudder—a shudder she herself was unwilling to admit—stirred up by the brutal treatment.
She instinctively tried to struggle and shout, but all her strength seemed to have been drained away.
She could only try to express her resistance with her eyes. Her phoenix eyes, which were usually proud and aloof, were now glistening with tears due to the strange emotions surging within her.
She rolled her eyes with great effort, her pupils pointing upwards, revealing a sliver of white, as if to express her anger: "You scoundrel, let me go!"
However, what should have been a look of disgust and resistance instead, against the backdrop of her flushed, intoxicated face, her slightly parted, panting red lips, and her trembling eyelashes from the thrusting behind her, exuded not the slightest intimidation, but rather an indescribable allure.
How could Wang Meng possibly let her have her way?
Almost the next second.
The hot, firm erection behind her suddenly exerted its strength, grinding and thrusting urgently between her through her thin clothes.
Each thrust sent her body sinking deeper into his embrace, the friction of their clothes bringing a tingling, empty sensation to her scalp, making her almost unable to stand. The distinct feeling of invasion made her heart flutter.
Li Qingluo almost screamed it out.
She could only manage to squeeze out the sound through her teeth, and the sound was particularly sharp and sarcastic because she was trying so hard to suppress the strange feeling in her body: "What an unruly girl!"
How dare you question your elders like that!
The man I have found for you is the grandson of the current Minister of Personnel, Young Master Sun!
He's so young yet already a top scholar in the imperial examinations, handsome and talented, with a bright future ahead of him. What makes him unworthy of you?
She paused, feeling Wang Meng's lips and tongue lightly brushing against her earlobe and neck, sending shivers down her spine.
His hot breath sprayed onto her skin, almost making her groan.
She tried to suppress it, but her voice involuntarily rose a few decibels, with a barely perceptible tremor and hoarseness: "As for Murong Fu?"
snort!
What is it?
However, he was just a poor young master who had never even passed the imperial examinations and spent his days dreaming of unrealistic dreams of restoring his country!
What good life can you expect if you stay with him?
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