We Have Held A Wedding Ceremony And Slept Together

Chu Yunyao's thin body was trapped in his arms. Her hands and feet were restrained by him, and she could not move.

The man's chest was hard and broad, like a wall of warmth, slippery to the touch.

Chu Yunyao twisted her waist, trying to break free from the man's embrace.

She cursed silently. 

But the more she struggled, the tighter the man hugged her. Something hard and hot pressed against her lower abdomen, swelling up quickly.

Mo Lingyuan's breathing became faster and faster. His calloused palm slid down her waist.

Lightning seemed to have struck Chu Yunyao's mind. She slapped the man's face and cursed in exasperation, "Release me, pervert!"

Mo Lingyuan did not expect Chu Yunyao to hit and insult him. He was angry, "We've gone through the ceremony, slept together, and now we're taking a bath together. No matter what I do to you, you can't call me a beast."

"Even if we did, it would be consensual."

Chu Yunyao was shocked and angry when she saw him bite her frail shoulder. She became increasingly indecisive and pushed him away. Her voice was filled with a frightened sob, "Bastard, why don't you look at what I look like? Are you that desperate?"

She moved closer to him, forcing him to see her scab-covered ugly face clearly and slowing down his desire.

However, Mo Lingyuan did not care about it. He pinched her chin and sneered, "Young enough, clean enough, exciting enough. It's just a face. Wouldn't it be the same if you closed your eyes?"

As he finished his words, he lifted her with his arm and buried his head in her neck, nibbling on her collarbone.

A numbing sensation swept through her body, spreading through her limbs and bones along with the surging blood in her body. 

Chu Yunyao's body went limp, and her arms pressed against his chest climbed up to his neck, and wrapped around it.

Mo Lingyuan saw that she had given up resisting, and her soft body trembled in his arms. His heart softened, and he was about to let go of her.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. His tall body swayed, and he fell to the side of the pool with her in his arms.

Chu Yunyao retracted her hand and pushed the man lying on top of her to the side. She did not care if he would drown. She scrambled to the shore, put on her clothes in a flurry, and ran toward the wall.

She placed her hands on the wall and pushed herself up. Her body flew over the wall like a butterfly and landed outside the wall steadily.

Chu Yunyao did not have time to think about it. She clutched her heart about to jump out of her chest and ran back to the Moon Pavilion. She crawled into the blanket and wrapped herself tightly with it.

In the middle of the night, Nanny Rong's stomach ached like a knife was cutting it. She rushed to the toilet.

Just as she sat on the toilet bowl, a female ghost's face suddenly appeared. 

Under the moonlight, the female ghost's face was as pale as snow. Her eyes were blood-red, and blood flowed down her cheeks. Her long hair was a mess. The night wind blew on the female ghost's white dress. Her body floated back and forth, and she was before Nanny Rong.

It was quiet, and the wind and the crane were trembling.

Nanny Rong had done too many shameful things. Seeing the ghost before her, her legs weakened, and she fell to the ground. She was drenched in the shit from the toilet bowl.