Chapter 241: Chapter 238: If you’re not afraid of death, what else is there to fear?
Come here, sit on top.
His gaze was indifferent, even devoid of any emotion, yet he uttered those words.
Wen Xian’s heart skipped a beat, her breathing slowed, and she looked at him with a trace of astonishment. Her complexion was still pale from discomfort, as if she hadn’t grasped the meaning of his words in an instant.
When she spoke again, she was somewhat stammering.
But Lu Xiao grasped her wrist in an iron grip and pulled her over.
Wen Xian let out an alarmed cry, and before she could react, she was already sitting on his lap.
He lazily rested one arm on the car window, a cigarette sandwiched between his fingers.
The smoke that spilled from his lips was slowly blown away, brushing her face. Amidst the hazy, lingering fog, Wen Xian felt his presence become even more elusive.
His eyes were unfathomable, yet they stared directly at her, exuding an inexplicable danger.
Suddenly, he asked in a deep voice, “What do you say you’re going to do? Haven’t you been thinking about it for a long time?”
Wen Xian froze, her heart seemed to have stopped abruptly.
She stiffened, was he serious…?
Lu Xiao leaned back in the chair, gazing at her as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Wen Xian’s breathing became rapid, slightly disordered.
Anxiety and panic pervaded her eyes at the unknown.
She didn’t want to see him now, because she felt that Lu Xiao was so unfamiliar; even though it was still him, he exuded an intense, fierce energy.
It was as if the extremely suppressed emotions within him would explode at any moment, as if he would kill her.
Hence, she was afraid he would say something, even more afraid he would do something crazy.
Suddenly, Wen Xian felt her legs go weak, a chill creeping into her heart.
She spoke again, her voice trembling slightly, “No, that was before, I don’t want to now, I want to go back on my own.”
As she said this, she tried to get off him.
But he suddenly caught her wrist, crashing her body against his, then flipped her over and pressed her firmly into his embrace, tight against his body, unable to escape no matter how hard she struggled.
The man’s voice, roughened by smoke, was deep and husky. He watched her struggles, whispering into her ear, “You don’t want to, that’s your business, I do, and that’s enough.”
These words sounded utterly despicable. He narrowed his eyes and added, “You feel it, don’t you?”
Whether it was the fall of those words or something else.
Wen Xian felt her head buzz, and in an instant, it exploded.
She felt as if her whole body had burst into flames.
She felt unbearably hot all over, her heart invaded by a growing unknown fear. This Lu Xiao felt so strange to her, so frightening, and made her feel even weaker.
Her pale face, one hand pressing against his chest, she swallowed with difficulty:
“Don’t, don’t be , Lu Xiao, I’m, I’m a bit scared.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao instantly let out a cold sneer, as if he had heard something amusing. He took a drag on his cigarette, staring at her.
After a moment, his voice carried a touch of mockery, “Scared? Why would you be, you’re not even afraid of death, why would you be afraid of this?”
Wen Xian’s body suddenly tensed.
But in the next second, her chin was abruptly seized, tightly, with great force.
She felt a sudden sting at the tip of her nose, as overwhelming sorrow and grievance surged from the depths of her heart, instantly reddening her eyes.
But he seemed oblivious, instead, he drew close to her ear, and with a grinding of teeth, he bit out:
“But I do want to thoroughly f*ck you to death!”
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