The sound of the fabric breaking startled Song Nian, and she instinctively pushed Qi Yu away. She tried her best to cover herself with her torn dress. "What are you doing? The dinner is still going on outside, and people might come in at any moment. You can't be so careless, can you?"
Qi Yu released Song Nian and suppressed his panting. It could be seen that he was not feeling good.
Song Nian took a step back and kept looking at Qi Yu, "What's wrong? You're not in the right state."
Qi Yu took two deep breaths and said in a hushed voice, "Go, go lock the door."
Song Nian was stunned, and just as she frowned, she saw Qi Yu going to the window and closing the curtains. Song Nian raised her hand to stop him, but the man's hoarse voice urged her, "Go quickly."
His voice was clearly louder this time, making him seem a little irritable. This was something Song Nian had never seen before. After some thought, she turned around and locked the door.
After locking the door, she stood where she was and leaned against the door, frowning as she sized up Qi Yu, "What's wrong with you?"
Qi Yu closed his eyes, his chest heaving up and down as if he was suppressing something.
Song Nian thought for a moment, "Just now, Zheng Chengyang said that someone is setting a trap for you tonight. What kind of trap are they going to set? Can you handle it..."
She didn't finish her sentence because Qi Yu suddenly strode over and pressed her against the door. His action was much more aggressive than before.
Qi Yu's body temperature was high, and his hair was drenched in sweat. The sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks to his chin, then dripped into his clothes and disappeared.
Song Nian was shocked by his actions and wanted to use the same trick again to push him away. However, Qi Yu seemed to have anticipated her actions and grabbed her wrist first, pressing it against the door.
Song Nian's eyes instantly widened. Of course, she wasn't afraid of him. This thing frequently happened when they were married, but Qi Yu's actions now weren't normal.
His moves were totally out of order. He kissed Song Nian on the lips for a while before shifting his position and biting her neck. His bite was a little hard, and Song Nian couldn't help but hiss. She struggled a little when she realized that she couldn't push him away. She gave up. Anyway, she came here today to mess things up. Now that Qi Yu was by her side, she succeeded.
After thinking it through, Song Nian leaned against the door and took a deep breath, "Qi Yu, were you drugged?"
Qi Yu stopped what he was doing. He probably hadn't lost his mind due to the effects of the drug. He buried his head in Song Nian's neck, "Hmm."
Song Nian smiled, "The person who drugged you should be a woman, right? You didn't fancy her?"
Qi Yu started to peck Song Nian's neck again, "I'm still not used to anyone other than you."
Song Nian blinked, and her voice was a little flat when she came back to her senses, "Should I say it's my honor?"
Qi Yu pinched Song Nian's shoulder and pulled her over from the door with a little force. The two of them switched directions, and he pushed Song Nian towards the couch as he kissed her.
Song Nian stopped struggling and simply put her arm around Qi Yu's neck. She asked, "Qi Yu, do you like me?"
Qi Yu must have heard her and understood the meaning behind her words. His hand that was taking off Song Nian's bra paused, but he didn't say anything. After a pause, he continued with what he was doing. Qi Yu was a germaphobe, so he didn't forget to put his coat under Song Nian's body before doing anything.
Song Nian frowned as she laid down. She despised herself a little. Qi Yu was only under the influence of drugs, and all his actions were instinctive and primal. It had nothing to do with his heart.
She should have pushed him away and rejected him righteously. They were already divorced, so she had no obligation to provide such service to him.
However, her hands slowly tightened around Qi Yu's shoulders as she thought about it. It was too difficult to like someone like that. She despised herself for being such a hypocrite.
Song Nian closed her eyes when Qi Yu pressed down on her. The drug appeared to be quite effective. The person who drugged him must have wanted a lot of excitement.
Song Nian was so tired midway that he scratched Qi Yu's back in anger, "Qi Yu, that's enough. The effects should be over by now."
Qi Yu had come to his senses. He chuckled and pressed his lips against Song Nian's delicate ear. His voice was lazy and sexy, "What, don't you like it?"
Qi Yu wouldn't normally say something lustful like this. She could only say that the drug seemed to have triggered something buried deep within him.
Song Nian closed his eyes and snorted, "I like it. I've always liked it this way."
Qi Yu paused. Song Nian knew that her answer had triggered him, but what right did he have to be angry?