You Cannot Touch Me Anymore

Ji Anan felt her heart ache. Gu Nancheng was a very possessive person.

If he found out that she was married, would he still want her as he had once promised?

However, she had no other option.

Gu Nancheng, where you went and who you loved doesn't matter. What matters is, are you still coming back?

Even if she and Gu Nancheng were doomed to be star-crossed lovers, she still didn't want to lose him. Besides Father Ji and Mother Ji, he was the person dearest to her in the entire world.

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Ji Anan was in a dazed state of mind as she packed her luggage.

Beiming Shaoxi's handsome face wore an arrogant smirk as he said, "No need to bring trash along with you. From now on, remember your status. Gather your important identification documents and leave with me."

"Even after marrying you, you are you, and I am me. I won't use any of your money!"

If she had to rely on him and use his money as well, she would cross her own bottom line.

The stuff she brought along with her mostly consisted of makeup tools. Not only did they take up half of her luggage, they were also extremely heavy!

A large hand grabbed the handle of the luggage.

Ji Anan's hand accidentally bumped against his warm palms, and she retracted her hand instinctively.

Beiming Shaoxing left with the heavy luggage in his hand. His back appeared cold and unapproachable.

Ji Anan stayed where she was as she glared at him.

"Can't walk? Want me to carry you down the stairs as well?" Beiming Shaoxi's indifferent gaze fell on her, and his tone was as sarcastic as ever.

Ji Anan turned her head away in annoyance and refused to speak to him.

With every heavy step she took, she started to regret her impulsive decision more and more.

A strong arm suddenly swooped her up and put her on his shoulders!

His voice sounded overwhelmingly possessive. "Ji Anan, you have no room for regrets, or else, I'll ruin the entire Ji family with the lift of a finger."

After strapping her into the car, he handed her luggage to the bodyguard, who placed it in the trunk.

The big boss squeezed into the lavish vehicle, and even though it was extremely spacious inside, he insisted that she sit on his lap.

Ji Anan recalled the torturous love making that had happened in the plane and pushed him away defensively.

Beiming Shaoxi's mouth lifted up in a naughty smirk, and with his huge palm on her shoulders, he started caressing her erotically.

The sultriness in his cerulean blue eyes only intensified.

Ji Anan stared at him in astonishment as she felt his breath gradually get hotter on her skin. "What are you doing?"

He inched closer to her, gently caressing her earlobe. "Enjoying my privilege as your husband beforehand."

"Don't you dare!" Ji Anan pushed his hand down anxiously. "Beiming Shaoxi, I declare that you cannot touch me anymore after our marriage!"

Beiming Shaoxi paused what he was doing, and his eyes appeared stormy.

Couldn't touch her? So, he had married a vase meant for interior decoration?

"Our marriage is only a formality. I won't give birth to any of your children, and this will be recorded in our marriage contract!"

"Miss Ji, I'm a physically and mentally healthy male in my healthiest years."

"I'm not averse to you having mistresses outside of our marriage, and I encourage you to sleep with other people! In fact, you should quickly find a new love interest to show Grandfather so I can finally be free."

The corner of Beiming Shaoxi's mouth tugged up devilishly, and one hand grasped her chin.

"What leverage are you going to use to negotiate with me?"

"If you don't agree, then I'll refuse to marry you until I die!" Ji Anan's eyes were stony and resolute. "Let me out of the car!"

Beiming Shaoxi's heart tensed up, and he squeezed her little hands tightly. Damn it!

Did she have any idea how many desperate women were falling head over heels for his attention? How could she not know how privileged she was?

"Ji Anan, I'm afraid that you'll be bored out of your mind after our marriage, that you'll beg me to have sex with you." Beiming Shaoxi's fiery breath warmed her earlobe, so scorching that she felt like her ear was about to melt.

Ji Anan struggled a little, and her buttocks rubbed against the scorching embodiment of his desire... It was growing exceedingly hard and rigid!