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Chapter 1280: Tears Falling

Cen Xi pushed his hand away as her other hand hiding behind her stretched out. She was holding onto a bottle of pepper spray that she had bought in the mall earlier. “If you’re still not leaving, don’t blame me for not holding back anymore.”

Glancing at the ‘weapon’ she was holding, Qiao Yanze chuckled softly as his handsome expression remained unchanged. “You can spray it at me as long as you can bear to.”

Hearing his words, Cen Xi felt like she was going to spit out a mouthful of blood. He knew that she liked him, knew that she could never bear to really hurt him. That was why he was so daring and unfearful.

Cen Xi’s hands clenched into fists, pushing him away once more. “Go away. Go away. I don’t want to see you!”

As she pushed him, she heard him say, “If you push me again, the towel is going to drop.”

In the second that Cen Xi was frozen, she was suddenly lifted off the floor. The man’s strong arms had lifted her up like a princess.

“What are you doing?!”

“What do you think?” He copied her tone.

Cen Xi suddenly realized that this man was really bad to the core.

“Qiao Yanze!”

It was her first time calling his name. Although she sounded embarrassed and angry, it sounded extremely pleasant to him.

He smiled devilishly. “You’re not calling me Young Master Qiao anymore?”

“Don’t… I don’t like it…”

He bit at her ear, his warmth enveloping her, making her entire body tremble. Her short uniform skirt was directly pulled up by him.

“Where does it hurt? Here?”

Cen Xi felt extremely humiliated, but just as she was about to say something, the man’s lips moved from her earlobes to her mouth, tyrannically and stopping her fiercely.

At the same time, he raised her perky hips…

Compared to the previous night, his technique was significantly better with him awake and coherent. With this development, all she could do was go with the flow, her cravings and senses ignited as she was swept along.

He turned her around as her hands unknowingly wrapped around his shoulders, grasping his taut muscles tightly, leaving red scratches in their wake.

After they were done, Cen Xi imagined that he had enough. She went to take a shower, only to be surprised that he had followed her in. As he pressed her against the wall in the shower, it was clear he wanted to do it a second time.

She really couldn’t take it a second time as her limbs—especially her… down there—was so sore. He only spared her when she pleaded with him repeatedly.

The stamina of a man and woman were really at different levels.

After he was done, he remained virile and energetic, while she felt like she had been drained of all energy. All she could do was slump into bed, exhausted.

Being so exhausted, she no longer had the energy to think about how their relationship would develop or what would happen in the future. She yawned as her eyelids seemed to be fighting to close.

As Qiao Yanze leaned against the bed, he took a cigarette and a match from the bedside table. Swiping the match against the box, he used it to light the cigarette. Shaking the match to extinguish the flame, he placed the cigarette between his lips and took a breath, before he exhaled a mouthful of smoke slowly.

Smelling the smoke, Cen Xi coughed softly. “Can you smoke less?”

“Are you starting to control me already?” He looked down at her.

“I don’t have the right to control you. But I’m really sleepy right now and don’t want to smell any smoke.”

He chuckled and extinguished the cigarette. “Alright, if you don’t like to smell it, I won’t smoke.” He lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms. She patted at his arms, though he wasn’t willing to let go of her. Furrowing her eyebrows, she pouted. “You can smoke after all!”

“I won’t. It’s more interesting to talk to you.”

Cen Xi opened her mouth, biting his arm with all of her strength. In response, he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “Go to sleep.”

The faint cigarette smell on him made her heart flutter uncontrollably.

The next day.

When Cen Xi woke up, the sun was already shining brightly. A quick glance at her phone showed that it was almost nine in the morning.

She remembered she had set an alarm before she went to sleep last night.

As she lifted the blanket and got out of bed, she heard some noise from the living room. She opened the bedroom door to glance outside.

When she saw Qiao Yanze dressed in a black suit pants, standing in the living room and talking to someone, Cen Xi’s heart skipped a beat.

Was the person he was talking to… Tang Xi?

“Third Brother, did you scare the girl to death, staying here for two consecutive nights?”

Hearing Tang Xi’s words, Cen Xi felt extremely awkward.

However, the man who was only wearing pants didn’t look uncomfortable at all. “Whether I’ve scared her or not has nothing to do with you. Did you sleep with your goddess?”

“Sleep what? That woman asked for a hundred million dollars a night. Does she think she’s made of gold?”

With his eyes, Qiao Yanze told Tang Xi that he was indeed a coward, before Qiao Yanze reached out and took the bag Tang Xi was holding.

He pulled a clean white shirt from the bag and put it on in front of Tang Xi.