Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1076 The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (74)

Chapter 1076 The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (74)

The man’s embrace was warm and carried a faintly perceptible cold fragrance.

And that fragrance stirred up her body’s orchid scent.

But this pleasant scent could not conceal his brutal and crude actions.

Qi Chimu grasped her chin and forced her head back, looking into her fearful, bright black eyes.

He coldly stared down and sneered. “What, still daring to ignore and disregard me? Have I been too good to you and allowed you to forget your identity?”

His hand squeezed her slender, fragile arm with some force.

His entire body gave off a terrifying air of fury.

Bai Weiwei’s lashes trembled. Finally, she opened her mouth. “Qi Chimu, tell me, who do you think I am? Your plaything, or your target of revenge? If you hate me so, you may as well push me into ice water and leave me to drown. It’s not like it’s your first time. Why bother keeping me here in mutual torment?”

When she finished speaking, she couldn’t fight back the tears that plopped down.

This crying was silent, frighteningly pitiful and aggrieved.

It made those who saw feel a throbbing pain in their hearts.

In the past, when Qi Chimu saw her shed tears, he would be gleeful and exhilarated.

But now, his mood was terrible.

He could no longer maintain the gloomy expression on his face, and he became aware of that miniscule, feeble sourness within him.

The hand gripping her chin trembled uncontrollably.

He wanted to impatiently make her stop crying.

His fingers pressed into the warm, soft cheeks, as though trying to bring out some more redness.

Bai Weiwei was very pretty with red cheeks.

He didn’t think much before he lowered his head to give her an unbridled kiss.

With a feverish and heavy desire, he desperately plundered the sweetness within her lips.

Bai Weiwei had been captured, so she could only weakly tilt her neck, letting him do as he wished.

Qi Chimu’s physical strength was poor, but it also wasn’t as poor as that of a maiden’s.

It would be very easy to dominate a delicate Bai Weiwei.

So Bai Weiwei could only lean against his chest, her cheeks flushed and her eyes watery, unable to struggle.

She glared at him.

Qi Chimu’s breaths were chaotic, the gloomy and indifferent mood in his eyes replaced by a more intense heat.

He lowered his head with some embarrassment and released Bai Weiwei, then took two steps back.

Seeming to want to cover something up, he picked up a cake and brought it gently to her lips.

“Eat some, it was still warm just now.”

The cake had already gone cold.

But his fingers were scalding.

Bai Weiwei’s expression was cold, and her complexion was a pale pink, like the elegant and charming branches of plum blossoms outside the window. Her eyes were filled with furious condemnation.

Then she smacked away the pastry in his hand.

She turned, meeting Qi Chimu’s complicated gaze, and spoke with gritted teeth. “I hate you. I hate your self-righteousness and pettiness, I hate your unreasonable and perverse coercion, and I hate even more when you bully me. I want to divorce you.”

When these words came out.

Qi Chimu didn’t say a word, only gazing deeply at her.

She was clearly scolding him.

But his heart was beating like a drum. This fierce heartbeat made him nearly unable to control his emotions.

He pressed down those fiercely churning emotions and smiled. “Divorce me? It’s a pity that the law states only the man can divorce the woman. I won’t let you go. Even when you die, you can only be laid to rest in my family’s cemetery.”

Bai Weiwei froze, the rims of her eyes flushed red.

Qi Chimu turned his head, clenching his fists. Suddenly, he turned around and walked outside with quick steps.

Only once he was far away and could not see that woman did Qi Chimu strike the temple wall with his fist, his eyes burning red and a frightening evil aura.

He was panting, the beating in his chest unable to stabilize.

Thumping within his chest, his heart wasn’t the least bit calm.

As though such a Bai Weiwei did not leave him without worries.

Qi Chimu clutched his chest and leaned against the wall. He stood there lifelessly for a long time. When the falling snowflakes settled on his head, he finally woke up and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Really, he was unable to fool himself.

Why did he… fall for such a conscienceless little idiot.

?Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 75.?