CHAPTER 148: CHAPTER 148: COMING BACK TO PLAY MADE MR. HUO ANGRY

Lin Banxia’s heart seized harshly, as if the air within her chest was growing thinner and thinner. Her small hands feebly tried to grasp onto something.

In the end, she clung to his neck, half-hanging in his arms. Her petite head was forced to tilt up, now aching from the strain.

The man seemed to carry emotion in his actions; his thin lips pressed down on hers fiercely and heavily. Lin Banxia had no strength to respond, and in an instant, her face flushed crimson, her ears burned, and her entire body turned soft and weak.

Finally, he let her go. She gasped for a sliver of breath, instinctively opening her small mouth, gulping for air in a slightly disheveled manner.

A low chuckle, deep and mocking, sounded by her ear. Lin Banxia’s face burned with shame as she quickly lowered her gaze.

"You came back too late." So this was his reason for punishing her. Lin Banxia inexplicably felt the urge to cry.

"I tried my best to get back as soon as I could," she explained softly. Thankfully, she had dropped the idea of going shopping earlier; otherwise, the consequences might have been even harder to bear.

Sigh, to end up with such a domineering, unreasonable, and temperamental man—she truly worried for her future.

"Go take a shower!" The man seemed to have only ever one constant demand of her: to fulfill his endless desires in physical ways.

A trace of resentful sorrow flickered through Lin Banxia’s beautiful eyes, but she resigned herself to crawling out of his arms and headed into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Lin Banxia deliberately dawdled, reluctant to come out. Just thinking about the feeling of being overwhelmed under his body left her panicking.

But no matter how long she lingered, she still had to face this man eventually.

Yan Ting was still sitting lazily on the couch with his legs crossed. Only now did Lin Banxia notice that he had already showered. His tall, muscular body was draped casually in a wide gray robe trimmed with gold. The earlier kiss, during her struggle in his arms, seemed to have loosened the robe’s belt somewhat. The result was that his solid, wall-like chest was partially exposed, glistening with a healthy hue, each intricately defined muscle enough to make any woman gasp in awe.

Yan Ting glanced at her standing dazed in the doorway of the bathroom. His brows furrowed with a faint trace of displeasure. "Why did it take you so long? Were you making me wait on purpose?"

Lin Banxia’s heart immediately began racing, skipping beat after beat. Oh no—was he angry?

Flustered, she hurried over to him to placate him. "No, no! Women just naturally take a bit longer in the shower."

Yan Ting stood up, his tall frame a full head above hers, making her appear even more petite and delicate in contrast.

Lin Banxia was wearing a very conservative set of pajamas. The neckline came all the way up, with a neat row of buttons fastened securely from top to bottom.

It covered her graceful figure entirely, leaving no hint of curves. Surely, a man wouldn’t have any thoughts about such an old-fashioned, modest outfit, would he?

Clearly, she underestimated the man in front of her and his curiosity about her.

The man’s fingers boldly reached out and effortlessly unbuttoned three buttons near her chest.

Lin Banxia felt a sudden chill across her chest, and in the next moment, the sensation was replaced by the searing heat of his lips.

Soon after, a large, scorching hand firmly pressed against her waist.

That night played out exactly as Lin Banxia had dreaded. Once again, she passed out in this man’s arms from sheer exhaustion.

She thought, this can’t go on any longer.

Fainting under him day after day—her life wouldn’t last much longer at this rate.

But at this moment, she couldn’t think of a better way to cope with this man’s excessively fervent passion.

By the next morning, sunlight penetrated the gray floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling over the bed. The glaring light coaxed Lin Banxia from her dreamy slumber.