C4 Do You Want Me to Touch You?

Tang Yao gasped for breath. The pain in her chest nearly suffocated her. She didn't have time to split her attention to reject Yann Shaokun.

Tang Yao only recovered from her pain when the fiery heat neared her.

She shook her head and silently resisted.

"It's only been a few days since I've touched you, yet you've learnt the art of capturing me!"

Yann Shaokun went through all of them without any foreplay.

Tang Yao couldn't stop herself from trembling. Her entire body was hurting.

Especially the place that Yann Shaokun had mercilessly occupied, the pain made her feel as if she was being torn apart alive.

Yann Shaokun wasn't in a good mood. However, when he looked at Tang Yao's unhappy and indifferent expression, his anger skyrocketed.

"Speak, will you let me touch you?" Yann Shaokun put his hand under her blouse.

The hand that held the gun all year round was covered with thick calluses. It landed on Tang Yao's delicate skin and had a slight roughness to it.

Wherever he touched, there was a piercing pain.

Tang Yao bit her tongue and did not say a word.

This was the first time in seven years that Yann Shaokun had used force against her.

His gentleness and delicacy would only be used on persons of interest. And she had already made him lose his appetite.

There was no sexual intercourse, only to declare his absolute sovereignty over her.

"How did you lose so much weight?" Yann Shaokun finally noticed something strange.

His large hands could feel the direction of every bone in her loose clothes, almost without any sense of flesh.

Tang Yao's eyes were so dim that they looked like a layer of fog. There was only despair and sadness in them.

Yann Shaokun's heart suddenly tightened. He raised his hand and caressed her eyes in a daze.

He wanted to be sure that the broken heart in her eyes was just an illusion.

"Good girl, let's stop messing around." Yann Shaokun buried his head in her neck and ended the battle on the bed.

After he was done, Yann Shaokun wanted to accompany Tang Yao more, but Su Qingqing's maidservant ran over, gasping for breath. She said Su Qingqing accidentally fell.

"Then tell her to go to the doctor. What are you telling me?" Yann Shaokun said coldly.

"But she was crying to see you, and her stomach hurt even more when she cried …" The maidservant said nervously.

Yann Shaokun looked at Tang Yao, "Yao …"

"If you want to go, then go. Don't pretend to ask me." Tang Yao said hoarsely, her mouth filled with the taste of blood.

Yann Shaokun stood up abruptly. How did that considerate woman become so unreasonable?

He left without looking back once.

The other women were all scrambling to please him, so there was no need for him to be wronged here.

The fire in the stove had died down, and the silence in the room had deepened.

Tang Yao propped herself up from the bed and ordered Xiaoqi to rinse the blood from her mouth.

She lay on the bed for three whole days before the pain in her leg finally disappeared.

As the weather turned better, Tang Yao straightened her scarf and walked towards the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard.

Whenever her heart was not at peace, she would come here to meditate.

Under the pavilion was the lake, and in the summer, it was filled with lotus leaves and lotuses, but now it was covered in ice.

"Marshal, is there really a Dong He in the lake?"

Suddenly, Tang Yao heard a flirtatious female voice.

When she heard the sound, she looked over and saw Su Qingqing holding Yann Shaokun's hand and leaving on the other side of the lake.

Both of them were obviously startled when they saw Tang Yao sitting in the pavilion.

"Qing has seen her sister." Su Qingqing slightly straightened her belly and politely bowed.

Right at that moment, a gust of wind blew past. Su Qingqing's handkerchief was unsteady and she was blown directly to the surface of the lake near the pavilion.

"My handkerchief!" Su Qingqing called out in a hurry.

Looking at Tang Yao's cold and detached attitude, Yann Shaokun was infuriated.

He instructed her, "Go and pick them up."

Tang Yao looked at the handkerchief that landed on the lake not far away, it was exactly the same as the one Yann Shaokun gave her that day.

She suddenly understood that Su Qingqing was an important person in Yann Shaokun's eyes.

Tang Yao accompanied Yann Shaokun for seven years.

Su Qingqing would accompany him for the next seven years or more.

She left the pavilion, walked down the steps, and headed for the frozen lake.

After she picked up the handkerchief, her heart was dead.

The bright sunlight shined on the lake's surface, making it somewhat dazzling. Tang Yao slowly walked a few steps forward and heard the sound of ice cracking.

Her body froze, and she could clearly see the crack in the middle of the lake winding towards her.

"Yao!" Don't move! " Tang Yao heard Yann Shaokun's slightly flustered shout.

She pretended not to hear. She bent down and picked up the handkerchief. The ice beneath her feet instantly cracked.

"Plop!"

She fell to the bottom of the lake …