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Chapter 585: Ouch! Be gentle!

Chapter 585: Chapter 585: Ouch! Be gentle!

By now, practically all of Yanhuang’s high-ranking managers know that the boss lady is like a little wild cat that likes to bite.

Anyway, since she has already been deemed guilty, Zhu Qianying has stopped trying to clear her name. She knows she can’t shake it off, so she decided to embrace it even more thoroughly.

This time, her bite was quite forceful, and Yan Han always indulged her nipping and gnawing behavior. One could even say he seemed to enjoy it a bit. Therefore, calling him a masochist didn’t do him any injustice.

"This has nothing to do with being stingy. It’s rightfully mine to begin with. Naturally, I should take it back, right?"

Yan Han shamelessly proclaimed, his big hand already beginning to light a fire on her body.

And as for his various provocative and fiery actions, even though she has experienced them countless times before, Zhu Qianying would still easily be set alight by him.

This time was no different.

However, what was slightly odd was that ever since their marriage and subsequent reconciliation, Yan Han’s physical contact with Zhu Qian Ying, although unrelenting in his desires, was mostly gentle.

He seldom made a habit of leaving any deep marks on Zhu Qianying’s body.

That kind of mischievous behavior has always been Zhu Qianying’s territory. Perhaps Yan Han didn’t have the heart, or perhaps he didn’t have such a habit.

After all, in his view, he only enjoyed the deeper form of conquest. This kind of superficial roughhousing was something he simply disdained.

But Yan Han’s actions today, both in hand and in tooth, were unusually harsh. That’s when Zhu Qianying realized her thigh was painfully twisted and an ache followed shortly after, at the small of her ear where his teeth had gnawed.

Zhu Qianying was a bit annoyed. Only she could partake in petty vengeance. It was her special privilege. What right did he have to torture her!

Feeling this way, Zhu Qianying raised her leg and kneed Yan Han, then yelled, "Ouch! Be gentle!"

Yan Han, as if he hadn’t heard her at all, showed no sign of stopping. His big hand meandered to her waist and pinched hard once more.

At this point, Zhu Qianying cried out, "Yan Han, I said it hurts! Be gentle!"

Maybe, maybe it was because she was really spoiled. Zhu Qianying couldn’t stand an ounce of deliberate punishment that came her way.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Han moved his face slightly away. His eyes were still burning, but he possessed a hint of ruthlessness.

"Of course! I’m not like you, tough skin and meat!" Zhu Qianying pouted in dissatisfaction.

A small smile tugged at the corner of Yan Han’s mouth, followed by a bite on her lips. As expected, Zhu Qianying cried out in pain and then slapped his chest.

"It really hurts! You jerk!" Zhu Qianying’s eyes were welling up with tears.

Apparently, spoiling someone results in them becoming softer. A little bit of pain and they can’t stand it, wanting to cry out in distress!

"It’s supposed to hurt! Pain helps you remember your lesson!"

After saying that harshly, Yan Han went down and kissed her red eyes. His tongue gently twirled, sweeping away her salty tears into his mouth.

Zhu Qianying didn’t get a chance to ask what lesson she was supposed to remember. Suddenly, a sharp pain filled her body. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was blocked by his. She tried to slap him, but her hands were firmly shackled on the bed. Even when she tried to kick him, her legs were easily entwined by his.

At first, Zhu Qianying felt wronged. While enduring his conquest and assault, she thought about how she was deliberately tortured by him, and her tears uncontrollably flowed down her face.

But Yan Han was relentless this time. He continued kissing away her tears, but his movements beneath the sheets didn’t stop. In fact, he seemed more relentless than usual.

Gradually, Zhu Qianying was overwhelmed by ecstasy, forgetting all her grievances, complaints, pain, and everything else, following his rhythm up to cloud nine, time and again.

...

The next day, Zhu Qianying was once again awakened by a familiar wave of pain. This time, however, there was additional fresh pain from last night’s torture.

Still somewhat groggy, she heard the sound of a door opening. Judging by the sound, it should be the bathroom.

Then, the sound of footsteps grew closer, along with the man’s familiar scent.

When the man’s lips carefully touched hers, Zhu Qianying raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

However, the man didn’t get angry. He caught her hand and lightly nipped it a few times, "Baby, does it still hurt?"

His voice was so gentle it could lull someone to sleep.

But last night, he was like a devil!

Zhu Qianying didn’t open her eyes and turned her face away, ignoring him.

Yan Han laid down on top of her, hugging her and the blanket together into his embrace. His big hand stroked her head gently.

"Baby, are you really ignoring me?"

Zhu Qianying couldn’t even be bothered to hum in response.

Yan Han moved his hand to the spot he had bitten the night before, tenderly circling the red mark with his fingertip.

"Ying’er...we are inseparable, do you understand?"

Zhu Qianying ignored him, coldly jabbing him with her back.

Yan Han knew he lost control last night, but he thought it was time to clear the air once and for all. It would prevent them from stepping on landmines in future, hurting both of them in the process.

Like right now, he’s massaging her bite marks, he’s torn between feeling it serves her right and gut-wrenching heartache.

If these small injuries were caused by someone else, he could kill that person. But these injuries were caused by him when he lost control. What could he say about it?

Besides apologizing, the most important thing is to eliminate the root cause.

"You only have a few thousand Yuan left in your account, why didn’t you tell me?"

Yan Han didn’t want to sound accusatory, but he was feeling upset, so his tone came off a bit rushed.

Zhu Qianying didn’t respond. Of course she wasn’t really that poor. Cheng Ye was having some financial difficulties recently, so she volontarily offered to delay her salary payment. After all, everyone knew she had a rich husband and didn’t need the money, so Cheng Ye didn’t refuse.

And with her recent expenses, it resulted in her account being left with just a few thousand Yuan.

But she didn’t feel the need to tell him. After all, everything she eats and uses is from the Yan family household. She practically didn’t even have an opportunity to spend any money. What was the point of telling him?

Seeing Zhu Qianying’s silence, Yan Han continued to chastise, "Every month, I regularly transfer money to the card for baby boy’s living expenses. Why don’t you use it when you’re out of money? Do you think it’s my money, so you won’t use it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qianying finally couldn’t help but interject. She never thought of it that way.

Of course, she didn’t deny that when she and Yan Han were not on good terms, other than baby boy’s regular living expenses, she indeed had no intention to use the extra part of the money.