Young Master's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 41

are you sure you don't want to resist me anymore?

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"Lin Xiangyu, are you sure you don't want to resist me anymore?"

He had just passed through a storm of clouds and rain, so he asked Lin Xiangyu softly with his back facing her. His bare white and smooth skin still made him yearn for her.

"Isn't that what you want?" She seemed to be half asleep as she answered in a low voice.

"At least you're smart. Although it's boring like this, it's not bad." Lu Jingjing snorted complacently, before slowly lying down and taking her in his arms.

Was his pleasure based on his own pain and madness?

Lin Xiangyu snorted coldly in her heart. She lay down on his arm, and sleep slowly invaded her brain.

Suddenly, she felt something solid behind her start to prop up, and her heart sank to the bottom.

"Lu Jingjing, let's call it a day. I'm really tired."

"Didn't you give up resisting? "Now that you are mine, you have to unconditionally obey whatever I want to play with."

Lu Jing's scorching hot aura came from behind her ears. Both of his hands had already started to invade her two highlands without fear.

Lin Xiangyu sighed silently.

This unreasonable Lu Jingjing, even if he gave in, he wouldn't show mercy to the fairer sex, and would only torture himself even more harshly.

Since that was the case, there was nothing for her to linger for. Once the time was right, she would bring Little Fishy with her and leave this place forever, disappearing from his sight.

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Outside the house, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Inside the house, it was quiet and tranquil.

Little Fishy was obediently sitting on the carpet in the living room, reading a picture book. Lin Xiangyu, dressed in a simple denim suit and light sneakers, tiptoed down the stairs.

"Fishy?" The little fish saw how mysterious she looked, and his curiosity was piqued. He lowered his voice, his eyes shining, and called out in a low voice.

"Shh..." Lin Xiangyu put an index finger to her mouth and gestured at her son, "Xiaoyu, where's your bag?"

"In the room." Little Fishy looked at her in puzzlement, still keeping her voice low.

"Wait for me, I'll go get it." Lin Xiangyu nodded and turned to look at Xiaoyu's room.

Soon, she arrived in front of her son, carrying the small backpack that she had always carried with her.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?" Little Fishy's pretty face lifted up as she looked at the nervous Lin Xiangyu with a smile.

"I'm going to get you out of here." Lin Xiangyu continued to look around her as she answered her son's question in a low voice.

Their conversation was always within earshot of the two of them. Sometimes, it was just a conversation between lips. If it wasn't for the fact that they shared a mind and soul connection, they would never have understood each other.

"Are we going home?" Little Fishy stared at her in shock. He could finally return to his studies.