Not here, go to my room

"Do you want to refuse?" he asked, his voice lower than before. "Of course, you have the right to refuse."

Qin Lu's breathing became even more erratic.

Yu Heng leaned closer: "Don't worry, I won't force you. I'm waiting, waiting for you to say yes."

Qin Lu trembled and shrank back abruptly: "Then stay away from me..."

"You can push me away," he said, his tone even a little innocent. "I didn't tie you up."

Qin Lu's hands were still braced at her sides, as if they were fixed in place.

"You bastard..." she finally blurted out, "Your hands are so cold! Take them away!"

"It's not that my hands are cold," Yu Heng chuckled softly, staring into her eyes, "it's just that it's too hot here. Aren't you going to tell me? Your body can't wait any longer."

Qin Lu closed her eyes.

A battle between heaven and man.

"Not here." After a long while, her eyes were a little moist, and she murmured, "Go to my room."

"Okay," he said.

Then he stood up and reached out his hand to her.

Qin Lu looked at the hand, hesitated for a second, and then placed her own hand on it.

Yu Heng grabbed her and pulled hard, lifting her off the sofa.

Qin Lu's legs went weak, and she bumped into his arms.

Yu Heng took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist, and with his other hand he supported her knees, and picked her up horizontally.

"Ah!" Qin Lu gasped softly, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck. "What are you doing...?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to walk," Yu Heng said matter-of-factly, carrying her towards the bedroom.

Qin Lu's room was at the very back, and the door was ajar.

Yu Heng used his shoulder to push the door open, carried her inside, and then kicked the door shut with his foot.

"Turn off the lights."

Yu Heng didn't turn off the light.

"I want to see you clearly."

"You..." Qin Lu wanted to curse him.

"Don't be nervous," Yu Heng said softly.

"Did you have any experience before..." Qin Lu began.

"Qin Ya is really your daughter? She doesn't look like she's ever given birth..."

"Shut up!"

More than an hour later.

"Wait..." Qin Lu tried to push him away, "No!"

late.

Qin Lu stared at the ceiling, her chest heaving violently.

Then she sat up abruptly.

"You..." She turned her head and glared at Yu Heng, her voice trembling with anger, "You bastard!"

Yu Heng lay on his side, one hand supporting his head, the other resting on her leg, looking content and languid.

"I couldn't resist," he said matter-of-factly. "I won't do it again next time."

Qin Lu wanted to slap him across the face: "Get out! And don't do it again!"

Seeing her furious expression, Yu Heng reached out and pulled her back onto the bed: "Are you angry?"

Yu Heng hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

Qin Lu struggled a couple of times but couldn't break free, so she simply gave up.

She lay down with her back to him, without saying a word.

She was angry, but even angrier at herself for being so weak-willed, for letting him get his way so easily.

And just now she was completely absorbed in herself, like a shameless slut.

"Don't touch me!" She grabbed his wrist abruptly. "What are you doing!"

"Let me check you over," Yu Heng said seriously. "See if you're injured."

"I don't need your inspection!" Qin Lu's face flushed red. "Get off me, I want to take a shower."

"What's the rush to take a shower?"

"I need to shower! You bastard!"

Yu Heng couldn't help but smile and let go of her hand.

Qin Lu immediately got up and went into the bathroom attached to the bedroom.

After a while, she came out, looked at Yu Heng, and said, "Let's pretend tonight's events never happened."

Yu Heng laughed: "Do you think that's possible?"

She knew it was impossible; the marks on her body could be washed off, the sheets could be changed, but what had happened was what had happened.

"Impossible must be possible," Qin Lu said coldly. "You can leave now. I'm tired and want to be alone for a while."

Yu Heng was taken aback by her expression, pursed his lips, and got up to start getting dressed.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Yu Heng, dressed neatly, walked to the door. "Don't feel ashamed, it's not your fault."

"Get out!" Qin Lu said, frowning.

Yu Heng sighed, walked out, and closed the door.

Qin Lu slumped to the ground, clutching the hem of her pajamas and muttering under her breath, "You little rascal, you don't even know your own strength..."

Walking into the bedroom, seeing the messy sofa and coffee table, Yu Heng twitched the corners of his mouth.

He turned and walked to the sofa, bent down to pick up the cushion that Qin Lu had kicked to the ground, dusted it off, and put it back in its place.

The empty bottle of red wine and several beer cans were still on the coffee table.

Yu Heng picked them up one by one, took them to the kitchen and threw them into the trash can, then wiped the coffee table again.

After doing all that, he glanced at the time.

It's 10:30 p.m.

The door to Qin Ya's room was still closed, and there was no sound from inside.

Yu Heng walked to her door and was about to open it to go out.

There was a rustling sound coming from Qin Ya's room. After a few seconds, the door opened a crack.

Qin Ya peeked half her face out from under the door, her eyes wide: "All done?"

"..." Yu Heng raised an eyebrow. "You're still not asleep?"

"How can I sleep with all that noise?" Qin Ya pouted, opened the door a little wider, and looked him up and down. "Where's my mom?"

She said she was going to sleep.

"Oh." Qin Ya nodded, glancing towards the master bedroom. "How is it?"

"What, how?" Yu Heng squinted.

"My mom!" Qin Ya winked at her, "Is it comfortable?"

"Tsk, go to sleep already!" Yu Heng clicked his tongue. "You have a live stream tomorrow."

"Okay, I know," Qin Ya mumbled. "And you? Are you leaving?"

"Why wouldn't I leave?" Yu Heng said. "Your mom told me to get out."

"She's just shy," Qin Ya said with a smile. "Are you coming again tomorrow?"

Yu Heng raised an eyebrow: "What are you here for?"

"Come find my mom!" Qin Ya said matter-of-factly. "We should strike while the iron is hot!"

"Strike while the iron is hot?" Yu Heng laughed. "Your mother just said there won't be a next time."

"She's just being stubborn." Qin Ya rolled her eyes. "When a woman says no, she means yes; when she says she doesn't like something, she means she does; when she says there won't be a next time, she means she'll want it next time. Don't you understand that?"

Yu Heng was taken aback by her theory, then burst out laughing: "Where did you learn all this nonsense?"

"I saw it online," Qin Ya said matter-of-factly. "Besides, don't I know what kind of person my mom is? If she really didn't want to, she would have called for help already. Would she let you into her bedroom?"

That makes sense.

Qin Lu was in the living room just now. Although she was cursing fiercely, she didn't actually put up any resistance.

Not only did she not resist, but she even cooperated well after returning to her room.

What they say and what they show are completely different.

"Alright, kids shouldn't worry about adult matters." Yu Heng patted her shoulder. "Go back to sleep."

"Oh," Qin Ya replied, but remained standing still.

Yu Heng looked at her: "Is there anything else?"

"Um..." Qin Ya scratched her head, her voice suddenly lowering, "Is my mom alright?"

Yu Heng was stunned for a moment.

This girl, though she says it so bluntly, is actually worried about her mother.

"It's nothing," Yu Heng said, softening his tone. "I just drank too much. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

"That's good." Qin Ya breathed a sigh of relief and then went back to her room. "I'm going to sleep now. Be careful on your way back."

The door closed.

Yu Heng stood at the door for a few seconds, then turned and walked into the entryway.

He changed his shoes, opened the door, and looked back one last time.

The living room was very quiet.

The door to the master bedroom was tightly closed, and there was not a sound coming from inside.

Qin Lu is probably really taking a break.

Yu Heng closed the door, and his footsteps faded into the distance in the hallway.