Chapter 227: Chapter 219: Zhan Qipei, Let Me Go

She grasped that her strength was much less than usual.

Qiao Jing didn’t waste words with Zhan Qipei, instead, she tightly clasped the man’s shoulders with both hands, her steps somewhat chaotic, trying to pull him away from the door.

Zhan Qipei, who had always been concerned about hurting Qiao Jing, saw that the woman wanted to leave and no longer held back. He reached out to wrap his arm around her waist and forcefully pulled her towards himself.

Qiao Jing immediately turned around, intending to exchange a few moves with Zhan Qipei, but didn’t expect the man to slip suddenly, bringing both of them crashing down to the ground.

A muffled thud resounded as Zhan Qipei’s broad back smashed into the floor, followed by a groan from him.

Their lips met, bodies pressed tightly against each other, Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing locked eyes for a moment.

Without any hesitation, Qiao Jing pushed against Zhan Qipei’s chest to rise, but the man’s large hand firmly imprisoned her in his embrace.

“Let go!”

Qiao Jing struggled for a long time but, because she was drunk and couldn’t muster her strength, remained trapped against Zhan Qipei’s body.

The man beneath her, however, did not react and continued to hold her without letting go.

“Zhan Qipei, let go of me.”

Qiao Jing repeated the demand, this time with an authoritative tone.

She was getting angry, the man was being overly controlling.

Still, Zhan Qipei made no move. Under the influence of the alcohol, Qiao Jing’s anger reached its peak, and she bit down onto the man’s chest.

A circle of teeth marks imprinted onto the man’s shirt, yet he still showed no intention of releasing her.

Qiao Jing couldn’t stand it any longer, her cool gaze landing on Zhan Qipei’s belt.

“Since you insist, I’ll just have to perform another surgery on you!”

Qiao Jing, in agitation, reached for Zhan Qipei’s belt, but because she was drunk her hands were uncooperative, and after several attempts, she still couldn’t unbuckle it accurately.

Zhan Qipei tensed up, his dark eyes intently gazing at the woman on top of him, and through gritted teeth, he asked.

“Are you serious?”

With a slight raise of her eyebrows, Qiao Jing’s hands remained on the man’s belt.

If you don’t let go now, I’ll really perform

responded evenly, but her tone carried an added

let

as a cello, resonated beside Qiao Jing’s

Qipei’s words, Qiao Jing was jolted. Before she could react, everything began

had turned the tables on her—he was now

The following morning.

still quite dazed, recalling last night’s events. She silently sat up in bed, not minding that there was no

was a clean

wash up. When she saw her reflection in the mirror, she momentarily paused while

on her fair face, leaving a slight trace, her lips slightly swollen, yet it did nothing to mar her beautiful

Jing was

She lifted the shirt…

Bloodstains.

Last night they had…

and then she seemed to have bitten

it, Qiao Jing’s

washing up, and walked out of

his left hand and a bowl of

you feel

table, considerately opening the lid to let it cool, and set the other bag

them on. I will take responsibility for

the man said earnestly.

night was just an

expression had already returned to normal. Without waiting for Zhan Qipei’s reaction, she took the bag on the

his face the moment

so much and had already prepared

emotional connection, but

not good enough

his brows, his thin lips pressed

Jing had changed into the new

the

her own clothes and take some contraceptive measures for the incident last night. She also had to rush to work at the research institute in the

night’s incident again, Zhan Qipei felt somewhat displeased

you need to

“Home.”

Qipei tidying up the untouched congee on the table before following

parked stably in the

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