C137 Sixth Master Yuvyuv Was Still Young!

Huo Lingxiao spoke as he flipped over, pinning Yuvyuv beneath him. His broad, muscular chest pressed tightly against her small frame, his breath cool and teasing. "Little Fox, do you know what a woman really means when she tells a man she's hungry?"

In the darkness, Yuvyuv rolled her eyes with annoyance. "I have no idea. I'm still a minor, you know. I don't get your adult world."

Her voice was soft and obedient, as if she were being perfectly well-behaved. But Huo Lingxiao's handsome face darkened, thinking to himself, "Is this little rascal saying I'm old?"

He considered the age gap between them, his expression growing even more serious. With a look of playful punishment, he leaned down and bit Yuvyuv's tender lips, murmuring in a husky voice, "No rush. I've got all the patience in the world to watch you grow up."

Yuvyuv was startled, feeling that Huo Lingxiao's words were incredibly wicked! His patience was a warning that he had all the time to torment her slowly. Saying he would teach her was practically a promise that he would devour her at any moment.

A chill ran down Yuvyuv's spine, and she even forgot her hunger. She thought about escaping again. But not now—she still needed to protect her sister, her father, and the family. Now wasn't the time to run.

Yet, if she didn't escape, given this devil's nature, he might lose patience one day and swallow her whole. Her amber eyes shone with a startling calmness as she pondered how to handle this devilish man.

Suddenly, she reached out with her small hands, wrapping them around Huo Lingxiao's neck, her voice soft and pleading. "Sixth Master, I'm still young. Please don't scare me all the time. Can we wait until I'm a little older?"

Her words were tinged with embarrassment, her white teeth biting into her soft lips.

In the darkness, Huo Lingxiao's eyes were as sharp as a wolf's, fixed intently on the little figure beneath him who had suddenly shown submission. Yet, it was her soft, delicate voice that stirred something primal within him.

Ye Yuvyuv sensed the change. She couldn't understand how her attempt to show vulnerability had somehow provoked the beastly desire in the man above her. Panicked, she wanted to slip away from under Huo Lingxiao and escape. But she dared not move, fearing that any motion might further ignite his predatory instincts.

Just then, Huo Lingxiao's voice broke the silence, strained with an effort to control himself. "Alright, I promise you, until you're of age, I won't touch you."

Ye Yuvyuv was momentarily stunned, then filled with unexpected joy. She almost cried out in happiness but instead whispered, "Really?"

"I never go back on my word," Huo Lingxiao replied, burying his face into the soft curve of her neck. "But Yuvyuv, I'm a normal man. When my body has needs, someone has to help me. What am I supposed to do?"

"You can find someone else," Ye Yuvyuv suggested urgently. "There are plenty of women out there—actresses, anyone. With your status and looks, they'd be eager to please you." She was quick to exclude herself from the equation.

Huo Lingxiao's eyes flashed with a cold light. He leaned in and bit down on her neck, punishing her for daring to suggest he be with anyone else, without a hint of jealousy.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Ye Yuvyuv whimpered, tears of pain rolling down her cheeks and onto her neck.

Huo Lingxiao wickedly licked away her tears, then lifted his head to kiss her pouting lips as a form of reprimand. Holding her chin, he sneered, "You little troublemaker, do you think I'm so desperate that I'd settle for just anyone?"

Yuvyuv gathered her courage, tilting her face up defiantly. "So, what do you see me as, that you keep coming back for more?"

Huo Lingxiao chuckled at her boldness. He kissed her hard, only releasing her lips when she gasped in pain. His expression turned serious. "You're not just anyone, don't upset me. To me, you're one of a kind."

Suddenly, Huo Lingxiao took her delicate hand and pressed it against his chest. Yuvyuv felt his strong heartbeat beneath her palm, like an electric current jolting through her, making her own heart skip a beat.

Startled, she tried to pull her hand away, but he held it firmly, letting her feel the rhythm of his heart. He murmured in her ear, "Yuvyuv, can you feel what I'm thinking?"

The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a soft glow, adding to the intimate atmosphere. Yuvyuv shook her head, bewildered.

Huo Lingxiao pulled her hand tighter against his chest. His voice was husky, "Yuvyuv, I'm hungry too, and only you can satisfy me. Be good, help me."

In the next moment, the room was filled with ripples of passion and his whispered urgencies. "Yuvyuv, say you like me, say you like my strength. Be good, say it!"

"You're a pervert, Huo Lingxiao! I won't say it. Let me go, you jerk! I don't want to be with you. Get away from me, you jerk, go away..."

Her cries were muffled by his deep kisses, the room filled with an intensity that made hearts race.

The next morning, Yuvyuv stood in the bathroom, her eyes puffy and red, scrubbing her soft hands over and over.

Her hands were already rubbed raw, yet she still felt unclean, submerging them entirely in the basin. She muttered under her breath, "You're such a twisted jerk, disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!"

Last night, she was pinned to the bed, forced by him to use her hands to relieve him. The thought of it made her seethe with anger, wishing she could rid herself of that despicable demon.

Outside the door, her maid, cautiously called for the third time, "Miss, breakfast is ready."

"I'm not hungry!" she repeated.

The maid, sensing something was off, asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell, Miss? Should I call a doctor?"

"No need, I'm fine. You can leave now." She turned off the faucet, washed her hands again, and dried them thoroughly before stepping out.

Seeing the maid still standing there, she added, "I just want to lie down for a bit."

Today, she had no desire to go to the hospital. She felt unwell, both physically and emotionally.

"Miss, the Master said if you don't come down for breakfast, he'll come up and carry you down himself, and even feed you," the maid said, her head bowed, avoiding eye contact.

She didn't know what had happened between her mistress and the Master. But she did see him carrying her upstairs yesterday, while she was stopped by the aide.

The maid knelt down with a thud, "Miss, it's my fault. Please punish me."