Chapter 516 - It Was Not Her Last Night
After all, Miss Yin has not been around for the past seven days. Mr. Yin returned home very late or did not come back. He would sleep in the office.
Aunty felt bad for Sir. Actually, it was not something out of the ordinary in society for a man to be ten years older than the girl, and it had to be at this age 25 and 15. The man was at the peak of his youth, and she was a young girl who did not know anything at all.
She could only say that Mr. Yin and Miss Yin met at the wrong time.
Aunty let out a sigh and walked into the kitchen.
As she stood by the side of the sink, Aunty realized that the chopping board was taken down from the wall. She found it weird; who touched her chopping board?
Aunty could not find the answer, or maybe she had forgotten. She may have forgotten to hang the chopping board on the wall yesterday night.
Aunty placed the chopping board back in its original position.
She had a look inside the fridge. There were not too many things left inside the fridge. Aunty walked out of the condominium unit and went to the supermarket to purchase some things.
Yin Muchen let go of her face.
Yao Xiaozhu was shaking from head to toe. She felt chilly, and the imagination that she had inside her heart for this man had disappeared entirely. She was fearful as she pulled the blankets over herself.
She looked at the man as he lifted the blankets up and got off the bed. With her around, he was still confident. Although he was not wearing a single piece of clothing on himself, he stepped onto the floor with his long legs, and his back faced her as he used two fingers to hook the trousers on the floor. He was slow as he put them back on.
He was tightening his belt. His voice was cold without an ounce of warmth as he said, “What are you frozen there for? Do you want me to call two men over to take responsibility for you? Do you want to fool me? You have found the wrong target. I do have money. I can be considered to be generous with the women that I have slept with in the past, but this kind of generosity does not include being drunk. Get lost. Get lost before I change my mind.”
The man emphasized the last sentence.
Yao Xiaozhu did not dare to say anything. She hurriedly got out of bed and picked through the clothes that were scattered messily on the ground before escaping the room in a dishevelled state.
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After the room regained its silence, Yin Muchen’s tall and lanky figure was at the side of the bed. He did not have any interest in putting his shirt back on. His handsome features became light, and he was bare as he took out a cigarette from his pocket.
But the moment he lit up his cigarette, he froze. He was in a daze as he looked around the room. He had a whiff, he had a whiff of the pure scent on the girl’s body.
The girl’s.
Yin Shuiling’s scent.
There was a sudden thought that came to his mind. Inside the kitchen, the girl who was dressed in a white shirt went on her tiptoes to hook onto the chopping board that was hung up on the wall in the kitchen… The chopping board was placed on the counter…
He dropped the cigarette that he was holding in his hands onto the carpet, then he lifted his long legs apart as he walked out the door.
He was in a hurry, and his emotions were in a mess and were all written on his face. When he descended down the stairs, his kneecaps crashed onto the railing of the staircase accidentally, and he barely noticed.
He ran into the kitchen hurriedly, and he felt that he could not breathe anymore. He shifted his gaze. There was no sight of the chopping board on the counter, and the chopping board was on the wall just like normal.
It was in its original spot.
Yin Muchen froze for a few seconds. His dark eyes were hopeless and mocking as everything was very obvious. What was he thinking about? He actually thought that…it was her last night….
How could it be her?
She was hiding from him like a snake, and the moment he touched her hand, she was not willing to let him do so.
Yin Muchen laughed out loud. He went back upstairs and went inside the room.
He walked over to the side of the desk and stretched his hand out to touch the book that was stained with specks of blood. He had a look; it was a collection of essays by Xi Murong.
If it was still raining after the rain,
If being depressed, it is still depressing
Please let me leave with dignity after we bid farewell…
Yin Muchen laughed after having a glance. What kind of childish thing was this? It could only attract the attention of that innocent girl.
He had a whiff of her scent inside this room just now, and when he took another whiff, it was non existent. It seems that he had been incorrect.
What was he hoping for?
Yin Muchen’s fingers touched the bloodstains that were already dried. He did not know why, but he felt his scalp go numb, and a course of electricity went from the top of his head down to the soles of his feet.
The man’s thick lashes fluttered for a moment before he shut them tight. He lifted his head up, and he was swallowing his saliva. His blood was boiling as it rushed into his brain, and this kind of feeling was almost like death. He was unable to take it.
Last night…it was probably this kind of feeling.
His first time was quite a while ago. The first one was An Mengwen. The first time that he had an experience with these matters happened when he was 18 years old, and there were a few male classmates that got their hands on a clip as they watched on. At that time, they were young and rash and would be happy to get with any girl that they found on the streets, to have a taste of what it was like.
But when he touched An Mengwen, he felt that it was nothing much. It was a biological need, and it was merely an outlet for release. It was no different from being an animal.
His heart was empty, unable to be filled.
Throughout these years, no matter how many women he slept with, he did not seem to be satisfied.
He tasted the taste before, but he did not know what the true flavour was.
Last night…
Yin Muchen closed his eyes. The feeling that he had last night seemed to be way too great, and it made him have a vigorous reaction that moment he thought about it.
It was probably the most enchanting time he did it last night…and he was satisfied and fulfilled until he felt almost like dying.
Girl…
He was clear inside the evil side of his heart. She got her period half a year ago, and she was so silly that she asked him to help her wipe it. He saw it, and from that moment onwards, he missed and dreamt of it.
He also thought about it before, and he thought about it frequently. There was a day, that he would press her underneath him. She was a flower bud that has yet to bloom, and he would split her apart.
What kind of taste would that be?
Yin Muchen opened his eyes suddenly. He placed his right hand on the table as he panted. He was only thinking about it, and the corners of his eyes were already red, but what was the point of thinking about it? It was not her last night!