Never Did He Care When She Cried (8)

Ling Chuxia struggled hard within herself. Alas she bit the bullet to restrain her fears. She lifted her feet and moved steadily towards Shi Che.

When she reached in front of Shi Che, his movements stopped. He raised his eyes and looked at her.

Ling Chuxia's tightly clenched hands were wet with perspiration. She dared not stare into Shi Che's eyes. She looked at his chin and lowered her voice to an inconspicuous buzz, "Let me… let me do it."

Ling Chuxia reached out her hand slowly and helped him unbutton his shirt. She was in awe of him. Despite her restraint, her hands trembled uncontrollably. That made her clumsy and slow.

Shi Che stared at Ling Chuxia, who stood in front of him, with her head lowered. He could only see the back of her head and her exposed fair and slender neck.

Ling Chuxia had just stepped out of the shower and the fragrance of the shower foam had lingered on her body. As she moved up close and personal, the scent of fragrance was seducing him.

Shi Che's eyes were barely shut, his gloomy stare was fixated at the exposed fair and slender neck. He was able to notice that Ling Chuxia's body was shivering, her jittery hands were engaged in the task of unbuttoning.

He could sense Ling Chuxia's unwillingness to get near to him. She had wanted to run away as far as she could if she was able to do so.

Shi Che was agitated and irritable. He was aggravated further by Ling Chuxia's fragrance.

He suddenly lifted his hand and grabbed hold of Ling Chuxia's hand.

Tremors could be felt in Ling Chuxia's cowering body. She was like a bird that had been hurt by an arrow, she looked up subconsciously. She saw Shi Che's fixated stare on her. His black eyes were like a deep abyss, like a precious stone covered with frost.

Ling Chuxia's pupils suddenly contracted, like a frightened bird under reflex, she moved backward, wishing to flee from danger.

Her retreating step devastated Shi Che's coolness.

Her avoidance was like a sharp knife that cut his heart deeply. His muscles were tense, as he exerted his force, Ling Chuxia was pulled to his side. He carried her and moved towards the big bed and was thrown on it with a thud.

As she had just stepped out of the shower, Ling Chuxia was dressed in thin lacy pajamas. Shi Che tore it away with no qualms. He was uncouth and violent, it was as if he had wanted to let her know of his suppressed anger.