The Thorn In My Flesh Can't Be Removed

Li Yinian's eyelashes fluttered, and she suddenly smiled. "No. There are too many people coveting me. I might be able to avoid one or two, but I don't have the ability to avoid all of them… I can only choose a man who's strong enough to help shield me from them. Fourth Young Master, you're my best choice. After all, we're familiar enough, and you care about me."

Qiao Yanze was silent for a while, then he sneered, "Very good. This is indeed something you can do. What about now? Do you think the people who want you don't exist anymore? Do you think you don't need protection anymore?"

"At least those people who used to be interested in me have given up," she said. "There are still very few stubborn men in this world. Fourth Young Master, you're like an anomaly. I used to think you would get sick of me soon."

"I'm also curious why I can't get sick of your body," he said hoarsely. He suddenly pushed her onto the bed, lifted her waist and thrust into her from behind.