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<blockquote>Chapter 75 part1

Ye Weiyang, enough!

"Yao'er —" Ye Weiyang's body did not move, a pair of eyes as black as ink stared blankly at Feng Zhiyao, as serene as a deep pool, as heavy as the sea, causing others to be unable to see the expression in their eyes clearly. Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Zhiyao's soft and beautiful cherry lips, as both of his hands began to move slowly and elegantly like ink.

"Ye Weiyang, you want to use the strong one?" Feng Zhiyao realized that something was wrong with Ye Weiyang's eyes, and within the rage, there was an intense desire for possession.

"So what if I am? I want you to give me a child that belongs to us! " Ye Weiyang's beautiful and sexy lips formed a kiss on Feng Zhiyao's lips, blocking off the words she was about to say. His voice was hoarse and moving.

"Ye Weiyang, get out of here, the farther the better!" Feng Zhiyao fiercely dodged his lips, and with a swift throw across her shoulder, the unprepared Ye Weiyang fell flat on his face.

Anger, depression, shattered mountains and overturned seas swarmed over, like a geyser gushing into his heart.

"Feng Zhiyao, since you didn't mean it, then why did you provoke me? You even drugged me, and now you're refusing to acknowledge me! To be interacting with other men behind my back is intolerable, it's intolerable! " He roughly tore apart her purple colored bra with black flowers and moonlight white satin underpants. Looking at Feng Zhiyao's charming and small face, a trace of deep sorrow flashed past his eyes.

"If you have the ability, then take it!" Feng Zhiyao raised her hand and slapped him across the face. No one had ever dared to go against her will and forcefully demand a slap from her.

"You hit me?" Ye Weiyang was stunned for a moment. After recovering, he took off his clothes and pressed the naked body against her delicate body …

"No, Ye Weiyang, get out of my way, quickly let go of me, or else I will make you suffer!" Feng Zhiyao thought about the Pressure Point Technique that she had just practiced, she didn't mind that Ye Weiyang was her first target.

"How long have you been practicing? You want to deal with me?" Ye Weiyang laughed coldly. He sat on her body and his slender white hands instantly pressed down on her hands, preventing her from moving.

Damn it, why can't I move?

"I... I don't want to deal with you! " I'm so angry I want to kill you!

Feng Zhiyao shook her head and explained to him. She thought, this man must be crazy!

He had been good to her before, and would never be strong to her.

At that moment, Feng Zhiyao saw that he was stirring up her sensitive feelings, giving her a strong impulse to immediately do it with him.

Ye Weiyang was so anxious that sweat covered his head, but he did not dare rashly barge in, as his heart was filled with worry for her. He couldn't bear to hurt her.

"Idiot!" If you want it, then hurry up! " Helplessly, Feng Zhiyao's acupoints were sealed first. Other than her mouth being able to speak, it was quite pitiful.

Ye Weiyang was very nervous, his handsome face was red from holding in his breath, and after being stimulated by her, he immediately closed his eyes and kissed her tender lips.

After the gentle torture, he had finally entered. Feng Zhiyao quickly sank into a deep sleep, this feeling was very strange, even she despised herself, how could she have been settled by Ye Weiyang like this?

The interior of the room was filled with the fragrance of intertwined love, and it was the most primitive melody that mankind had ever experienced since time immemorial.

Behind Wu Shan, the two of them fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

… ….

After a night of gentle torture, Feng Zhiyao woke up once again and opened her sleepy eyes. Ye Weiyang was no longer by her side, so she thought that he had left.

However, when she looked at the fragments of the white crystal hairpin on the ground, her heart was still throbbing in pain.

She opened her eyes as she looked at the rooftop, cursing Ye Weiyang to death in her heart. She was sure that Ye Weiyang must have been possessed yesterday, to suddenly become a super big grey wolf, and begged for happiness so fiercely.

I almost tore her down. Oh, no, completely.

The brocade blanket on her body covered well as she struggled to pull it off. Her four limbs could move, so she immediately sat up.

It was so painful. Lowering her eyes to take a look, she saw that her body was covered in bruise marks all over. It was as if her body had been washed clean, and there was even the fragrance of rose-colored dew on him.

"Hmph, at least he has some conscience." Feng Zhiyao laughed bitterly, but how could she face him?

Opening the bed flap, a blinding ray of sunlight shot into the room. It should be noon by then. She climbed down from the bed with great difficulty.

He went to the cabinet and took out a new moon-white floor-length flower cage dress to wear on her body.

Halfway through, there was a creak as the door was pushed open. Hearing the sound, Feng Zhiyao's hand that was dressed up suddenly stopped, looking over, he saw Ye Weiyang dressed in black, elegantly walking over.

"Yao'er, I have already told your father about our matters." Ye Weiyang directly said it out loud, not giving her the chance to reject him.

What? Did he really want to marry her? This was way too fast! It seems like he had an extremely unpleasant conversation with her last night! In the blink of an eye, he had made this decision.

"No, I won't agree! My dad agreed that it was his business. If you want to marry him, then tell him to marry his other daughter to you!" In any case, she was not the only daughter from the Father Feng.

"Yao'er, do you know what you're saying?" Ye Weiyang felt that he was so sad and angry because of her. He must have owed her in his previous life, so other than feeling a little more angry, he didn't hate her at all.

In the end, his feelings for her were deep!

"Weiyang, the relationship between you and I, with such a hairpin, will never heal again!" Feng Zhiyao put on her clothes, and steadily stood in front of him. She drooped her finger and pointed at the shattered white crystal jade hairpin on the ground, and the pain slowly seeped into his internal organs.

"Feng Zhiyao, wasn't last night's love to you all non-existent? Are they all fake? " Ye Weiyang only knew that the woman he loved wholeheartedly for the first time had never put him in her heart. Under her rage, the Spirit Serpent Sword swayed, as if it wanted to unsheathe and kill Feng Zhiyao.

"Ye Weiyang, what, you want to kill me?" Feng Zhiyao straightened her neck.

"Humph!" Ye Weiyang's face alternated between white and green.

"Yao'er — —" The footsteps of the Father Feng came from outside.

"Father, what's the matter?" Feng Zhiyao did not even glance at Ye Weiyang, and directly walked to the door.

What was Father Feng doing here at this time?

"Yao'er, when did you and this Young Master Ye decide to marry each other?" Feng Wucai looked at Ye Weiyang carefully. Although he was dressed as a martial artist, his bearing was definitely not ordinary.

"Dad, don't listen to his nonsense. There's nothing going on between us!" Feng Zhiyao would never admit it, but how could her beautiful life on her own be ruined?

"Is it really nothing?" If there wasn't anything, how did the kiss mark on Yao'er's neck come about?

"Father, Father, that... Some big mosquito bit this place! " Feng Zhiyao glared fiercely at Ye Weiyang. It was all his fault!

Ye Weiyang tightened his grip on the Spirit Serpent Sword. How did he become a big mosquito? Her metaphor really made him spit blood.

"Sir Ye, since you and Yao'er have already cooked rice, in my opinion —" Feng Wucai cursed in his heart. Since he had already ruined his daughter's most precious reputation and integrity, how could he have the face to meet Yao'er's mother in the future?

"Master, I will take responsibility of Yao'er until the end!" Ye Weiyang kept the Spirit Serpent Sword and kneeled down towards Feng Wucai.

"Dad, I don't need him to take responsibility!" Feng Zhiyao shook her head with all her might. Her precious youth had just started, was she about to be buried? No, absolutely not!

"Yao'er, a girl has to get married no matter what! His character is still decent, and you already have a physical relationship with him. If you don't marry him? Who will want you in the future? " Feng Wucai thought about King of Qi's reason for annulling the marriage and how she lost her virginity before marriage. Now, there was a man who was willing to marry her, so why was she so stubborn?

"Dad, I don't want it, I just don't want to get married!" Do you think I'm wasting food at home? " Feng Zhiyao righteously rejected her coldly with strict words. She didn't want to marry, so no one should even think of making things difficult for her.

Feng Wucai shook his head, he did not dislike her wasting food at home, what was this child saying!

"This is it, dad, then you and your future son-in-law will have a good chat. I'm going out for breakfast!" Feng Zhiyao took a cold glance at Ye Weiyang, and went out without turning his head back.

Leaving behind the stunned Ye Weiyang and Feng Wucai, the two of them looked at each other.

"Master, I hope you can betroth Yao'er to me." Ye Weiyang still knelt on the ground and did not get up.

"Young Master Ye, get up, if you want to marry my other daughter, it will be easy, but with Yao'er's character, I'm afraid you can't control it!" Feng Wucai said those words meaningfully and then walked out of the Begonia Garden.

After Feng Zhiyao ate breakfast, when she returned to the house, seeing that Ye Weiyang was still standing under the crabapple trees with his hands behind his back, waiting for her, the corner of her lips twitched.

"Why are you still here?" The corner of Feng Zhiyao's lips slightly raised as she casually said.

"Waiting for you!" Ye Weiyang's gaze was always on her jade face, and the waves in his heart grew larger and larger.

"My dad won't wrap me up and marry me out!" Feng Zhiyao walked in front of Ye Weiyang with a sweet smile, but that smile was extremely cold.

"Yao'er — —" Erecting this, Feng Zhiyao's ice-cold heart felt like it was on the verge of breaking.

"Don't call me that. From now on, I'm me and you're you. I won't care about you anymore!" When Feng Zhiyao thought about how he revealed the matter of him being intimate with her to the Father Feng, her anger rose.

He didn't love her at all, but wanted to harm her! This caused her to lose face!

If it was in the past, Father Feng would definitely be so angry that he would kick her out!

"Your father still dotes on you! Oh yeah, I have some information about your mother, do you want to hear it? " Ye Weiyang's body trembled slightly, the bottom of his eyes dimmed. This might be the last time he would see her in his capacity as Ye Weiyang.

"If you want to say it, then say it. If you don't want to say it, then I don't want to force you either!" Feng Zhiyao coldly said as she leisurely plucked the colorful crabapple blossoms.

"Yao'er, your mother is from Hei Ning Country, her background is unknown!" Ye Weiyang got closer to her, wanting to embrace her in his arms, and greedily absorb the sweet fragrance of her body.

"Unknown? How could there be any information? Even you can't find it? " Shock, surprise, and disbelief flashed past Feng Zhiyao's eyes.

"Yes, I did not lie to you. I have searched for a long time, the information in the Night Rakshasa has always been precise, and there is actually information that I could not find out!" Seeing that she did not struggle, Ye Weiyang held her tighter.

"Alright, I understand." Forget it, I'll think of a way to find out in the future. After all, if even the Night Rakshasa can't find him, then he must be very mysterious.

"If you have enough, you can leave now!" Feng Zhiyao coldly voice pushed him aside as her elegant long sleeves drew a beautiful arc in the air.

"Yao'er, will you participate in Blue Festival's match that day?" he finally asked hopefully.

"Why do you ask?" Feng Zhiyao curiously turned her head to look at him. She felt that something was amiss today, to the point that the strong sense of belonging had actually disappeared. It was as if he was still that kind and gentle lover of her, Ye Weiyang!

"Yao'er, you promise me, will you participate in the Blue Festival? You have to attend it! Alright, it's time for me to leave. You must remember that you have to come to Blue Festival! " What Ye Weiyang said made Feng Zhiyao more and more confused.

"Hey, Ye Weiyang, that Blue Festival is not your wedding ceremony, why must I go?" Feng Zhiyao felt that what he said was getting more and more unfathomable.

Ye Weiyang did not say anything, he only looked at her one last time, as though he wanted to engrave her into the depths of his bone marrow, and even into his soul.

Only, Ye Weiyang did not say anything, gloomily tapped his toes, and left the Begonia Garden dejectedly.</blockquote>

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