Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Xu Yuanjia was stunned for the first time in front of her.

For a moment, he seemed to be frozen in place, even his breath caught in his throat.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the usual nonchalance and composure in his eyes were torn open, revealing an unusual blankness and stagnation.

He subconsciously covered her eyes with a slight force, as if trying to hide from her eyes, which were red from crying but still stubbornly clear.

You can avoid her gaze, but you can't avoid her voice.

The trembling voice, tinged with sobs, spilled out one after another; the sobs were pitiful, yet more tormenting than any sharp accusation.

Like an invisible hand, it slowly and cruelly twisted into the depths of his heart, grinding against his chest until it felt suffocated, and even his finger bones tensed up.

Xu Yuanjia was extremely agitated.

The bedroom was so quiet that only her trembling sobs could be heard.

The girl Yingying's soft sobbing voice fell into his ears, like a hidden fire burning in his chest, making his temples throb and his breathing become heavier.

After a while, Xu Yuanjia lowered his head and kissed her directly.

His kiss was unrestrained, hot and forceful, almost trapping her completely within that small space.

His lips and teeth rubbed together so forcefully, it was as if he wanted to crush her bit by bit, and even her breathing was forced into a chaotic and broken state.

Shi Luyu was forced to tilt her head back, her chest heaving rapidly. Her consciousness was slightly numb in the dizziness of lack of oxygen, yet he was relentlessly pressing her, leaving her with no way to escape or avoid him.

A sense of extreme imbalance gave rise to a near-out-of-control tremor.

There will be satisfaction, but not enough.

Shi Luyu was so overwhelmed by his kiss that her trembling shoulders and back tensed slightly. She instinctively tried to turn her head away, but the man's palm firmly supported the back of her neck.

The tip of the tongue slowly swept over, no longer a coercion, but more like a somewhat awkward and soothing comfort.

She gradually found it hard to breathe. The emotion that was stuck in her chest, almost tearing her apart, was gradually dissipated by the kiss.

The sob was suppressed, and her breath slowly broke into fragments of trembling.

Xu Yuanjia finally released her when she was almost out of breath.

Shi Luyu was breathing heavily, her eyelashes still wet. She slowly raised her hands, grasped his hands that were covering her eyes, and pulled them down little by little.

The lights were dim.

Her face was almost completely drained of color.

Her eyes were bloodshot, the corners of them damp, and the tip of her nose was also red. Even her lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, covered with a layer of glistening moisture.

That face was already beautiful, but now, washed by tears, it was shockingly fragile, like a flower about to be crushed, ready to drip water at the slightest touch.

Xu Yuanjia looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

But all those bastardly words he usually uttered, his wicked intentions to tease her, and even his forceful and self-righteous commands all froze at this moment.

He couldn't say it.

Shi Luyu was still looking at him.

Tears still clung to her eyelashes, her voice still hoarse, yet she repeated herself:

"Give me back my Xu Yuanjia."

Xu Yuanjia's eyes darkened, and a trace of reluctance, which he himself did not want to delve into, slowly mixed into the irritation in his heart.

After a long while, he finally followed her lead and asked her in a low voice:

"Then who am I?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Luyu's eyes flickered slightly.

She didn't answer.

She simply turned her face to one side, avoiding his gaze and thus the question.

Xu Yuanjia remained silent for a long time.

In the end, he simply sighed very softly.

He didn't press her to speak anymore, but simply reached out and pulled her out of the thick bathrobe.

The movements were steady and the force was gentle.

Shi Luyu was like a boneless creature, letting him do as he pleased. She was so tired from crying that her eyes were sore and she felt an emptiness in her whole body.

Xu Yuanjia got up and went to the dressing room to find a thin-strapped nightgown.

The nightgown was a light color and soft, feeling like a handful of warm water in his palm. When he returned, Shi Luyu was still lying quietly, her long black hair spread out on the pillow, her cheeks damp, and her eyes glazed over.

He bent down and helped her change into her nightgown.

From beginning to end, the girl lay there obediently without moving or resisting.

After getting dressed, Xu Yuanjia went to the bathroom to get hot water, wrung out a soft face towel, and came back to sit on the edge of the bed, wiping her face little by little.

His wiping motions were meticulous. From the corner of his eye, to the tip of his nose, to his lips, and then to his chin.

The actions were even described as patient, as if taking care of a fragile porcelain doll, and the slightest carelessness would cause tears to fall again.

Shi Luyu remained silent.

She simply closed her eyes, letting the warmth gently wipe away the remaining tear stains on her face.

After doing all that, Xu Yuanjia threw away the face towel, bent down, picked her up, and carried her into the quilt.

The bed was soft, carrying the scent of freshly washed cotton and a faint, warm fragrance. A humidifier hummed gently in the corner, while an aromatherapy diffuser emitted fine white mist, slowly creating a tranquil and gentle atmosphere in the air.

Xu Yuanjia hugged her from behind. His arms were firmly around her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

It's too quiet in the bedroom.

It was so quiet that he quickly noticed something was wrong.

Shi Luyu had her back to him, her body so light that it was almost imperceptible. Xu Yuanjia thought she had finally cried herself to sleep, but after a while, he reached out to touch her face, only to find his palm damp.

The little girl was still crying.

There was no sound, not even a tremor in her shoulders, only tears falling silently, soaking half her face and the pillow.

Xu Yuanjia's fingertips paused slightly. After a moment, he sighed softly, reached for two tissues, and slowly wiped her face.

While wiping, I found myself unsure how to comfort her.

He has never been one to coax people.

In the past, when Shi Luyu threw a tantrum, he had plenty of ways to cheer her up: buying her things, taking her out, or simply holding her in his arms and making a scene. But now, she wasn't throwing a tantrum; she was feeling pain.

He, on the contrary, was at a loss for how to coax her.

Xu Yuanjia remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice slightly hoarse: "Let's go out for a walk tomorrow."

Shi Luyu kept her eyes closed and remained silent.

It was as if they hadn't heard.

Xu Yuanjia paused for a moment, then added, "I'm not going."

"I'll help you arrange a date with Cheng Ye's wife."

"You can go shopping."

After he finished speaking, the person in his arms remained motionless.

He didn't seem to be waiting for her response. He simply lowered his head, slowly approached her, and gently rubbed his nose against the back of her neck.

She still carried the warm steam and faint fragrance of her bath. Xu Yuanjia buried his head in the crook of her neck, his breath brushing against her, their intimacy almost silent.

He didn't see that Shi Luyu, who was facing away from him, slowly opened her eyes at that moment.

Those eyes were calm and still in the darkness.

It was as if she wasn't the one who had just been crying her heart out, as if all those breakdowns, grievances, and sharp questions were just a new performance she had learned.

Her acting was very successful; she has improved.

She acted as if she hadn't cried at all, and suddenly everything was fine.

Xu Yuanjia couldn't see it.

He could only see the girl quietly curled up in his arms.

So naturally he couldn't see it either.

With her back to him, Shi Luyu's eyebrows twitched very slightly.

A moment later, a slight smile appeared on her lips, revealing a cold laugh that was full of sarcasm and contempt.