The Jealous Dragon - Chapter 3

The words of comfort caught in my throat.

Even if I didn’t love Liu Yi, surely I didn’t need to slap him in the face in the middle of the street…

A bitter smile curled Su Yan’s lips. “I knew it. You still can’t bear to hurt him. What good is a little scolding or blaming him? He’ll think you’re flirting and keep bothering you. Otherwise, how would he have dared to hit me before…? Never mind. Let’s not talk about it.”

I caught the important part immediately.

“He hit you, too?”

“Why are you pretending not to know, Jiejie? Didn’t he slap me right in front of you? Oh… what was it you said at the time?” He gave a miserable smile, his eyes curving as his voice broke. “You said, ‘It’s only a slap. If it makes Liu Yi smile, what’s one little slap? I’d even be willing to have you killed.’”

Rage shot straight to my head.

“I said something that awful to you?”

“Yes. You never used to be like that, Jiejie.” He smiled, looking even more pitiful than if he had cried. “Liu Yi made you this way. I don’t blame you.”

I couldn’t hear anything he said after that.

I left him and marched straight toward Liu Yi through the torrential rain, seething.

Wind and rain parted to let me through.

I stopped in front of Liu Yi and looked up at that cool, distant face.

For some reason, an image rose in my mind.

Him in an apron, cooking for me with warmth in his eyes.

But reason soon triumphed over emotion.

I raised my hand and swung hard at his face.

“This is Su Yan returning the favor!”

My voice was fierce. I put all my strength into it.

But a full five centimeters from his face, something invisible caught my hand.

It held me fast. I couldn’t move forward or back, couldn’t pull my hand away. All I could do was watch Liu Yi slowly bend down, coming so close he could almost kiss me.

Unhurriedly, he lifted a hand and closed it around my suspended wrist. His fingers were long and slender, his palm warm. He gripped me hard, his expression aloof, dark currents surging beneath his eyes.

Then he smiled, the last word coming through gritted teeth.

“For whom?”

“…Su Yan!” I had lost my nerve, but reason alone kept me standing my ground.

His gaze darkened. It slid from my eyes to my forehead, and a mocking smile curved his lips.

Embarrassed and at a loss, I shouted to bolster my courage. “I really don’t love you this time! Su Yan is the only one in my heart! Stop bothering me and let me go right now!”

Before I had finished speaking, a tremendous clap of thunder burst over my head without warning.

I nearly screamed and shrank back in fright.

Liu Yi swept me into his arms.

Despite standing in the rain all this time, he was perfectly dry. It belatedly occurred to me that none of the rain had fallen on me, either. By the time I came to my senses, his hand had already slipped beneath the hem of my clothes.

With wicked precision, he gave the side of my waist a light pinch. A strange tingling spread through my entire body.

My knees went weak and I collapsed against him, then quickly caught myself and stood up straight again.

He bent his head and nipped at my ear, his voice intimate.

“But your body still seems to like me very much.”

“You…” I was mortified and furious.

Then he lightly tapped my forehead with his index finger.

In an instant, it felt as if a seal had been torn away.

Memories flooded back. I froze in Liu Yi’s arms, not knowing what to do with myself.

All I’d wanted was to buy him some roses…

Instead, I had posted something so cruel on Moments and even tried to slap him.

Liu Yi lifted my chin, forced my teeth apart, and plundered my mouth.

He paid no heed to anything else. His palm stroked my bare skin, and wherever it passed, my clothes fell into shreds.

I squeezed my eyes shut. Through the deep kiss, I heard his coaxing threats, the words muffled against my mouth.

“You don’t like me?”

“What don’t you like?”

“Too hard? The position? Or do you just… like being forced?”

“Would you like two?”