Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

What did she do wrong? Why was Feng Sheng treating her like this?

The wet streak left on Luo Yangyang's cheek from her tears was such a sore sight for Feng Sheng. He captured her lips in his own as if to take in all of her pain in her stead.

It did not matter how she felt about Feng Yi before. He simply would not allow her to think about other men now that they had slept together.

As long as he did not want to let her go, she would still be his. 

Luo Yangyang was rejecting this with all her might, but she could not escape from Feng Sheng's plunder on her body. He was so dominating and forceful that she had no chance of escaping. 

Her weak cries and pleas were like stimulants to Feng Sheng's ears. Feng Sheng's heart throbbed and the blood in his whole body was boiling.

As he looked into her eyes, he saw that she could not take it any longer. Feng Sheng's cold eyes darkened, and there was a hint of possessiveness in them that made him look as if he could destroy the world. 

He was having thoughts of dominating and destroying her. 

At this moment, Feng Sheng lost all control of himself. 

Luo Yangyang's whole body became tense. She could not take it anymore. Plus, his shoulder was near her lips, so she opened her mouth and instinctively bit down.

The next moment, the rusty taste of blood invaded her mouth. 

Luo Yangyang was grabbing onto Feng Sheng with both her arms and legs. Her obsidian eyes shone. When she was about to let go of her teeth, she bit down again with more force than before. "Ugh…"

This was insane. Feng Sheng was driving her nuts. 

"Hiss…" Luo Yangyang's bite was ferocious. Feng Sheng's eyes darkened, but it was not from pain.

The night was long. Very long.

Two hours later, Luo Yangyang could not help but cry out from the pain. She curled her body into a ball and begged Feng Sheng for mercy. 

However, the more she cried, the wilder Feng Sheng became. He absolutely refused to let her go. He wanted her to indulge in this along with him. 

The next morning, Feng Sheng was the first to open his eyes.

He looked at Luo Yangyang who was sleeping soundly on top of his chest. He stared at her face and refused to shift his eyes.

Her skin was so supple. Her complexion was nice too. Her cheeks had a constant blush on them, and Feng Sheng could not help but reach out his hand to touch her.

Her skin was so soft to the touch. Feng Sheng was stroking her face lovingly.

Perhaps she felt ticklish from his touch as Luo Yangyang's eyelashes trembled and she inched closer to Feng Sheng. She even buried her nose into Feng Sheng's strong and firm chest.

Feng Sheng thought Luo Yangyang was about to wake up. He immediately retracted his hand and froze mid-air. After a while, he noticed that she went back to sleep. She had not woken up at all.

"You little one." Feng Sheng's cold eyes appeared much gentler than usual. He only let her go when it was almost morning. She must be feeling exhausted. 

He did not wake Luo Yangyang. He removed her gently from on top of him and left her room quietly.

Thankfully, Luo Yangyang did not have class in the morning or else she would have to skip class again seeing that she only woke up at 12pm. 

In the afternoon, Luo Ying called Luo Yangyang downstairs for lunch. Luo Yangyang grabbed her blanket in shock. She lied in bed with only her head poking out from the blanket.

She did not have to look at herself to know that the bruises on her body must have been brutal. She could not let her mother see this. 

Another day passed. At nightfall, Feng Sheng was still working in front of his desk in the study.

The door to the study opened after a few knocks. Feng Sheng lifted his head and saw Feng Qiyue walking in.

Feng Sheng looked at the coffee mug in Feng Qiyue's hand with a weird expression and said immediately, "Dad, I know what you want to say. Don't persuade me, it's never going to happen."