11 Helpless Beauty

Author: Jiang Xiaoya

Translator: LazyButAmbitious

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"You are being unreasonable!"

Shi Xiaonian hoped that after the polygraph test, they would understand their blunder and admit their wrongs. But it turned out that she was disastrously mistaken.

"I'm being unreasonable? Fine, Shi Xiaonian, since you love to jest and play around so much, allow me to play with you a little!"

Gong Ou growled ferociously before clamping her chin tighter as if to crush it. It caused her cherry-pink lips to forcefully pucker outwards.

Underneath him, her soft, curvaceous figure twisted against his torso. Every movement and flex of her furiously struggling body brushed him repeatedly, never forgetting to imprint its sensual touch.

{Damn it!}

Why did he think this woman was so beautiful when angry?

Pant~

Pant~

Shi Xiaonian's breaths became laboured and her muscles tired. Breathing heavily, she cried out in shame and embarrassment, "You rogue, didn't you say you wouldn't do anything more with me?"

Rogue— he was an absolute rogue!

"You are the one tempting me," Gong Ou pinned the blame on her.

"I didn't!"

"Hmph, a pure and innocent face but a secretly open personality. What a peculiar seduction technique," Gong Ou spoke a mouthful of mocking words. His dark eyes sparkled with the sheen of desire and he lowered his head to steal a kiss from her lips.

This was Xiaonian's first time experiencing such a shameless person. She was lost for words and her bubbling hatred couldn't help but boil over.

Seeing the porcelain-smooth face approaching her own, Shi Xiaonian exhausted her remaining strength to turn her head to the side. Then, when it was close enough, she dug into Gong Ou's neck with her sharp canines.

Her teeth buried themselves deep into the skin.

This was her final fight!

"Uhh~" Gong Ou pried his neck free before clamouring backwards in pain. He stared at his hand after wiping it against the wounded area.

Blood— bright red blood stained his white palm.

"This woman…"

{Her mouth is ruthless!}

Gong Ou was ready to teach her a lesson when he realized that she was passed out cold in the polygraph chair. There was a small crack spanning the surface of the flat-screen display. She seemed to have accidentally bumped her head into it when he pushed her off him.

{She fainted?}

{She's more fragile than a wine glass.}

Gong Ou bent down with the intention to punch her face but stopped midway. Shi Xiaonian was unconscious, tears staining the edges of her cheeks— she looked fragile and pitiful.

It didn't seem fake at all.

Gong Ou's arm remained stagnant in midair while his face stiffened. He froze as if something cold was clutching at his heart and an inexplicable feeling washed over him.

"Why young master, you're bleeding!" Feng De shouted, worry evident in his voice, "I'll get the medicine kit right away,"

"We'll get to that later," Gong Ou waved his hand dismissively before hugging Shi Xiaonian's unconscious body into his embrace. He beheld the sleeping beauty in his arms before lowering his head again.

This time, he managed to steal a successful kiss from her. It was warm and sweet— like honey harvested form a blossoming flower.

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Pain— a severe headache racked her skull.

{This hurts...a lot…}

Shi Xiaonian woke up, her head in a daze. Beams of sunlight scattered through the resplendently-paned windows, enveloping the large bed in comfortable, cosy warmth. The antiquated European-styled bedroom was gently illuminated and the nearby stone-smooth mantel added a snug touch.

The sheets were soft and silky to the touch when they slid across her skin, lacking any rough texture.

"Miss Shi, you're finally awake."

Feng De, who was standing by the side, smiled at her politely.

Shi Xiaonian didn't speak. She sat up silently from the bed, pain accompanying the returning memories flooding her mind.

Throughout her slumber, Shi Xiaonian was roused several times by Gong Ou's shameless antics.

Against her wishes, she woke up in pain before fainting in pain— over and over again.

The beast did not let her go even when she was in a coma. Her body seemed to have become his little toy which could be played with any time he wanted.

"Miss Shi, do you want something to eat? There are 36 first-class chefs from around the world in our kitchen, forming a hotpot of different flavours to choose from. You can eat whatever you like," Feng De said.

"I just want to know when you'll let me go."

Shi Xiaonian rested her head against the bed's headboard with a pale face. Her eyes were hopeless.