As time went by, Mu Yang and Jiang Lingxi's feelings for each other grew deeper. Mu Yang achieved even more brilliant results in his racing career, and Jiang Lingxi's novels also gained more readers' favor. They looked forward to and planned their future together. Mu Yang longed to take Jiang Lingxi to races all over the world, allowing her to witness every moment of his glory. But what they didn't know was that danger was approaching, which would cause a rift between them because of this matter.
One time, because Mu Yang won another competition abroad, they took their friends and classmates to a KTV to celebrate. Jiang Lingxi, unable to hold her liquor, staggered to the bathroom to sober up, leaning on the corridor wall with a dizzy head. At this moment, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the shadows beside her and firmly held her shoulders.
"Miss Jiang, are you not holding up well to the alcohol?" The low voice of the dark figure echoed in the corridor, carrying a hint of a strange smile.
Jiang Lingxi forced herself to raise her head and saw a familiar yet hostile face before her - it was Zhou Yan, the arch-rival of Mu Yang on the racetrack. But on the road, she ran into Mu Yang's sworn enemy, who was also a racing driver and had lost to Mu Yang every time they competed, so he held a grudge.
"Mr. Zhou, please let go," Jiang Lingxi frowned, trying hard to break free from his grip, but her body was limp and she couldn't muster any strength.
Zhou Yan not only didn't let go, but pulled her closer into his arms, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Mu Yang is really lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. But do you know? He's all glory on the field, but behind the scenes, he's been up to no good."
Jiang Lingxi was startled in her heart, and her drunkenness cleared up a bit. "You're talking nonsense! Mu Yang is not that kind of person!"
Zhou Yan listened and burst out laughing, his laughter filled with mockery and resentment. "He's not? Then why in every race, I'm just a little bit short of winning him? I suspect he must have tampered with the racing car!"
Jiang Lingxi was shaking all over with rage. "You are simply beyond reason! You blame others when you lose a competition. If you don't have the ability, don't make excuses!"
Zhou Yan's expression darkened instantly. He leaned close to Jiang Lingxi and lowered his voice to threaten, "If you dare to speak up for him again, I'll show you what I'm capable of! I'll make Mu Yang taste the pain of losing his dearest. I'll make him wish he were dead!"
Speaking of which, Zhou Yan took out a towel from his pocket and suddenly covered Jiang Lingxi's mouth and nose. Jiang Lingxi struggled desperately, but her resistance seemed so insignificant in front of Zhou Yan's strength. Gradually, her consciousness began to blur. In the end, she only heard Zhou Yan whispering softly in her ear, "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I just want you to do me a favor..." With that, Zhou Yan carried Jiang Lingxi away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Lin Yunhe also came to the KTV for a classmate gathering. When he saw this scene in the corridor, he immediately followed and rescued the unconscious Jiang Lingxi from Zhou Yan's hands. He drove her to a hotel to help her regain consciousness and called Mu Yang to come and take care of Lingxi as soon as possible.
The tires on the road left blue flames on the asphalt. Lin Yunhe had his hands on the steering wheel, "Hold on, Lingxi..."
In the passenger seat, Jiang Lingxi was curled up into a tiny ball. Moonlight shone through the car window, revealing the artery on her neck pulsating under the thin layer of sweat. Lin Yunhe caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that her fingertips were unconsciously tearing at the hem of her dress. Her originally fair skin was flushed with an abnormal rosy hue.
"Hot..." She suddenly grabbed his wrist, her scorching palm searing through his shirt and burning his skin. Lin Yunhe stiffened all over, the steering wheel veering sharply, nearly crashing into the median strip. He took a deep breath, trying to pry her fingers loose, but heard her panting as she buried her face in his arm.
"Yunhe... Your scent..." Jiang Lingxi's burning lips brushed against his collarbone, and Lin Yunhe's Adam's apple convulsed violently. He saw the flashing fuel warning light on the dashboard and then looked ahead at the gradually clear outline of the abandoned pier. Suddenly, he sharply turned the steering wheel and drove into the reed marsh.
"Sorry... sorry..." She fumbled around in his arms, her nails scraping his nape. Lin Yunhe gritted his teeth and pushed her onto the seat, only to find that two buttons of his silk white shirt had been torn off. Jiang Lingxi's hazy eyes suddenly focused, her fingertips gently tracing the tattoo beating on his chest. She murmured and pressed her lips to his, her breath sweet and thick with the scent of whisky and sedative. Lin Yunhe's body jolted violently. His left hand held her waist, while his right hand smashed hard against the car window. The glass cracked like a spider's web, and the cold night wind rushed in, finally bringing him a moment of clarity.
"Xingxi, look at me! I'm not Muyang!" He tore off his tie and tied her wrists to the safety belt. Jiang Lingxi sobbed and struggled, leaving two rows of fine teeth marks on the back of his hand. Lin Yunhe pulled open his collar, letting the night wind cool his burning chest, but in the rearview mirror, he saw his reddened eye corners - that was clearly the look he had when he was secretly watching her in the corner of the library.
"Mu Yang will be here soon..." Trembling, he fumbled for his spare phone, only to find that Jiang Lingxi had unbuckled her seat belt at some point. Her warm body pressed against his back, and her fingertips were slowly sliding down his spine. Lin Yunhe suddenly turned around, pinning her to the seat, their noses almost touching.
"I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable. Can you help me, please?" His voice was hoarse, not like his own. His thumb gently brushed against the tear-shaped mole at the corner of her eye. Jiang Lingxi blinked dazedly and suddenly planted a butterfly-like kiss on his lips. Lin Yunhe's blood rushed to his head. But just as he was about to lose control, he asked Lingxi, "How do you want me to help you?" She slowly lifted her white dress with both hands, revealing a pair of tender and charming long legs. The hem of the dress slid up to her thighs, exposing a black lace thong. Her blouse, due to her body's twisting, almost popped off all the buttons. A black lace bra hugged a pair of firm and full breasts, her skin flushed pink, glistening with sweat, and her face wore a seductive expression. Her body was twisting due to the drug. This scene made Lin Yunhe's breathing quicken, his Adam's apple moving up and down constantly, his mouth swallowing saliva non-stop, his hands clenching into fists, and the veins on his arms bulging instantly.
He was really on the verge of losing control. The woman he loved was right in front of him, yet he couldn't claim her as his own. He knew he couldn't do anything to hurt Lingxi. But if he didn't release the effects of the aphrodisiac, it would be bad for his health. As a medical student, he knew its power all too well. Suddenly, Lingxi held his slender hand, pressing it against her ample bosom and slowly moving it down. Yunhe said to Yunxi, "Yunxi, I'm sorry. I hope you'll forgive me after you wake up, even if you hit or scold me. Right now, I just want to save you..."
Lin Yunhe kissed Jiang Yunxi's tender ear, slowly sucking on the earlobe. With one hand, he firmly grasped the slender waist of the snake spirit, while with the other, he gently stroked her tender white thigh from bottom to top, reaching the root of her thigh. Due to the aphrodisiac, all of Lingxi's senses were heightened, and her whole body longed for more touches. Yunhe whispered his love to Yunxi and couldn't help but kiss the long-awaited rosy lips. Their lips kept rubbing against each other, causing waves of heat to rise in Yunxi. Her legs kept rubbing against each other, and she tightly clung to Yunhe's arms.
"Mmm~~~~~" Pressed by Yunxi, Yunhe couldn't help but moan. The swollen member under his pants was aching. Yunhe skillfully opened Yunxi's mouth and passionately entwined and sucked her tender tongue. They swallowed each other's saliva and kissed fiercely. Transparent strings of saliva trickled down from the corners of their mouths. Yunhe kissed his way down Yunxi's neck, leaving a trail of strawberry-shaped marks. Yunxi arched her neck backward, craving for more.