Luo Yangyang's hands turned into fists on both sides of her body. Then, she watched Feng Sheng walk out of the toilet. Her teeth were grinding together, but she had no outlet to release her anger. She glared at herself in the mirror and scolded, "Luo Yangyang! Can't you at least fight for yourself?"
However, after she had scolded herself, she felt herself deflating and once again surrendering to Feng Sheng. She spat out the chewing gum in her mouth and brushed her teeth obediently.
She was curious to see how he would threaten her after she had escaped from under his claws.
When Luo Yangyang came out of the toilet, she had a minty fresh breath. She saw Feng Sheng sitting with his legs crossed on a black leather couch, his bony fingers holding an unlit cigar.
"Come here." Feng Sheng peered at Luo Yangyang as he said in an icy tone.
Luo Yangyang wrung her hands and hesitated for a while before she walked over.
"Last night…" Feng Sheng was sitting elegantly and in a somewhat domineering posture as he watched the very uneasy Luo Yangyang.
"I don't remember anything!" Luo Yangyang lifted her head that was lowered immediately, interrupting Feng Sheng mid-sentence.
Why could Feng Sheng not just treat it like it had never happened?
She really did not want to remember anything about the night before.
"You don't remember?" Feng Sheng squinted. The tone of his voice did not change, but it was enough to cause a shiver to run down Luo Yangyang's spine.
Luo Yangyang thought hard about it, but she still could not figure out what Feng Sheng was trying to do. She was afraid to meet his eyes, so she said once again, "I-I can't remember."
If she was fated to lose her virginity the night before, she would rather that person be the stranger that had pulled her into the lift and not Feng Sheng.
She did not want to be roped into such a complicated relationship.
"Then, I shall help you remember what you did last night." Feng Sheng smirked coldly and got up.
"..." Even though they were 3 meters apart, Luo Yangyang still took a step back instinctively. "D-Don't do anything stupid."
"I just want to help you remember what you did last night, I won't do anything stupid." Feng Sheng said in his icy demeanor, his tone was dead serious.
"Don't come any closer!" When she saw Feng Sheng trying to get closer, she started backing away in fear.
She was in this pickle because she had not been in the right state of mind the night before. She did not want anything to do with Feng Sheng.
"You're afraid of me?" Feng Sheng asked as he removed his black suit jacket and tossed it onto the couch.
"Who said I'm afraid of you?" Luo Yangyang was so scared that she began to tremble like a leaf in the wind. Nevertheless, she mustered her courage and said, "I'm not afraid!"
Anyone would have been afraid of Feng Sheng because of his cold and unfriendly face, right?
"Not afraid? Then why are you backing away?" Feng Sheng walked over to her in steady steps.
Luo Yangyang could not stop backing away from him because of his overbearing and domineering aura.
"I-I'm not backing away." Feeling the enormous pressure, Luo Yangyang forced herself to stop in her tracks. She stood firmly next to the couch.
She was holding it in; she could not show her weakness at such a time. Otherwise, she would be bullied beyond recognition.
Luo Yangyang wanted to regain her right to speak. However, what she did not realize was that she had always been submissive after being kidnapped from the stall. She was at a disadvantage, and it looked like she would eventually be eaten alive.
Luo Yangyang had just brushed her teeth, so her pink lips were moist. Not to mention, they were trembling because of fear. It made her lips looked extremely alluring. She was obviously terrified, but her poor and pitiful expression made Feng Sheng purse his lips. His throat felt a little dry.
After having a taste of her the night before, seductive images of her kept had kept replaying in his head throughout the whole day.
He was used to abstinence, but this was the first time it was hard for him.
Most importantly, he had discovered that abstinence was not necessarily a good thing. It was fine to occasionally let himself go.
With Feng Sheng getting nearer, Luo Yangyang felt that his gaze was getting more and more dangerous. Before she could think of an escape plan, Feng Sheng grabbed her shoulder. Then, his strong body leaned against her's, and she was trapped between him and the couch.