Marked by a Tyrant After Transmigrated

Chapter 39

Jin Wang took a three-day leave of absence under the pretext of being ill.

For three whole days and nights, ever since Jin Wang picked him up at HuitongBuilding, Ye Shu hadn't had a good meal, let alone a peaceful sleep.

On the dragon couch, the table, the dragon throne, the bath...... Whichever places Ye Shu thought of, or had never thought of, all were left with unbearable (to recollect) and unpleasant (to look at) memories.

How can there be such an inhumane situation, it simply doesn't give people a chance to live.

Following the last round, Ye Shu's pale fingers clung to the smooth, wet edge of the bath, too exhausted to brood over it.

Jin Wang pushed his wet hair aside and came up to give him a kiss on the side of his face. That intimate and delicate kiss settled on his face, tracing the contours of his cheek down to his slender neck.

"Stop..." Ye Shu's voice was low and hoarse. He didn't even have the strength left to push him away, shrinking lightly, "Stop messing around, can't stand it..."

Jin Wang held the man closer, his arms naturally encircled the other's waist. "Didn't someone just ask Gu to get in here, what's the problem now?"

"S-Say no more..."

Ye Shu couldn't bear to look at himself during this heat period.

These natural physiological instincts were beyond human control. When the tide of emotions comes to the fore, all sense of morality and shame are forgotten, leaving only the passionate and dangerous craving within.

Like a beast who has broken free from its cage, returning to its most primitive nature in that ultimate pleasure.

As for Jin Wang, the man was simply rotten to the core.

Knowing that he couldn't resist such pleasure, he deliberately teased him. Most often he would try to force him to say things too embarrassing to mention; if he refused to say them then Jin Wang wouldn't give. However, Ye Shu couldn't stand it for long, and fell into this trap time and time again.

During the past three days, what shouldn't be said had been said many times over.

He had no desire left to keep living.

He didn't understand how there could be such an asshole in this world.

That asshole hadn't enjoyed himself to the full and was still intent on taking advantage of Ye Shu. Those hands were slender and powerful, as if they belonged to the most skilled musician, who knew exactly what to do to draw out the most beautiful music.

Ye Shu was completely aware that those hands were gradually going downward, and he pleaded in a weak voice, "Your Majesty, let me go ba , really can't..."

"Wrong name," Jin Wang leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Think again, what did you call Gu earlier?"

Ye Shu couldn't say it. Pushed to the limit, he bit Jin Wang's shoulder.

"Sss," Jin Wang hissed in pain, but didn't avoid it and instead caressed Ye Shu's nape with his fingers. "You always call Gu a dog, but look at the way you bite people; I think you are one too."

Ye Shu's ears turned red from shame, and he bit harder.

His Majesty the monarch wasn't a real beast after all. So long as Ye Shu was no longer in heat, he wouldn't touch him again. Jin Wang helped him clean up, letting him soak in the bath for a little more than half an hour, then carried him out of the water.

The ground by the bath was wet and slippery thus Jin Wang didn't dare let Ye Shu touch down. Draping him with some clothes, he first placed him on the small settee by the pool, before turning around to get his own.