Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

The next morning, Jiang Yuange slowly opened his eyes. The sunlight poured into the room through the curtains, dyeing everything a warm golden color.

She felt a tightness in her chest, and when she regained consciousness, she found herself being pressed down by a man.

The man's head pressed against her towering height, teasing the white rabbit on the side.

Noticing the woman waking up, he looked up.

Their eyes met, and she saw the man's handsome face. His eyes were deep and fiery, staring at her intently.

"Good morning, my beauty."

The man's voice was low and smiling.

Jiang Yuange subconsciously tried to sit up, but she felt a wave of heat coming from her lower abdomen, which made her frown.

The passion of last night had not yet dissipated, but the man's desire came again, catching her off guard.

"Why did you start again?"

Jiang Yuange questioned softly, trying to break free from the man's restraints, but those powerful hands seemed to be rooted, pressing her tightly to the bed, not giving her a chance to breathe.

There was a dangerous gleam in the man's eyes. He looked down at Jiang Yuange with an evil smile on his lips.

“Don’t you like it?”

As he spoke, he pushed his body down forcefully, leaving no gap between the two of them.

There was a hint of teasing in his voice, his eyes were full of aggression, and his movements were full of suggestion. All this made Jiang Yuange's heart burn with excitement.

Jiang Yuange turned her head away, trying to keep herself calm, but the blush on her cheeks revealed her shyness.

I just went through it last night, and now it starts again early in the morning.

The man was very energetic, but Jiang Yuange couldn't bear it.

Jiang Yuange felt the heat of her body and the passion of the man. She tried to break free, but the strong hands held her firmly on the bed.

The delicate sunlight cast mottled shadows through the curtains, and the room was filled with a faint scent of orange blossom, as if it existed for the beauty of this moment.

The man leaned over her, his eyes burning and focused, as if he wanted to devour her soul.

Jiang Yuange subconsciously tried to break free, but found himself powerless to resist, as if he was trapped in a bed that looked soft but was actually extremely hard.

Jiang Yuange asked softly, "Don't you have to go to work?"

The man raised his lips into an evil smile, his eyes flashing with a hint of teasing and danger, and he responded in a low voice:

"I have been hungry for too long. I need to eat enough to have the strength to work."

His voice was low and magnetic, but the meaning of his words made Jiang Yuange's heart tremble.

Jiang Yuange tried hard to keep herself calm, but she felt the heat in her body and the spread of desire. Her cheeks flushed, as if they were dyed with love.

The man looked down at her, his voice filled with tenderness and madness, and he whispered,

"Don't move, I will make you happy."

The words echoed in the quiet room, full of ambiguity and danger.

His big hands began to wander all over her body. Every touch was hot and gentle, making Jiang Yuange's skin feel as if it was stimulated by electric current.

The man lowered his head, and his lips and tongue replaced his hands. Starting from the eyes of the woman under him, he moved down little by little, as if exploring the depths of her soul.

The man exuded a strong hormonal scent, tempting Jiang Yuange to give up struggling.