Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 850: Disoriented and Lost

Chapter 850: Disoriented and Lost....
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was a sensation unlike any touch or aroma in the world, an indescribable taste. Zhou Hengguang felt his entire body ignite with excitement, an intensity he had never experienced before.
Driven by an insatiable desire, he yearned to explore further, to claim more. Unrestrained by any guidance, he deepened the kiss, parting her pearly white teeth in a curious exploration, as if unlocking a new realm. Su Qing, initially struck dumb, soon found herself succumbing to the softening effect of the kiss. Attempts to speak only led to sounds that embarrassed her further, and the steel-like arm around her waist tightened, drawing her intimately closer.
The abruptness left Su Qing disoriented and lost, devoid of any prior experience in such matters. She never imagined finding herself in a man’s embrace, pressed against a wall in this way.
“Let…” Su Qing regained her senses, attempting to push him away. However, her feeble efforts were futile against Zhou Hengguang’s strength. To make things worse, the man, displeased with her resistance, forcefully restrained her hands, his small claws pressing on her head.
Anxious tears welled up in Su Qing’s eyes as she grappled with the humiliating situation. Her struggle seemed ineffective, and a surprising realization dawned upon her – she did not despise the kiss. Her own body felt foreign to her, caught between distress and an unsettling acceptance.
Su Qing’s tears flowed freely as she berated herself for her foolish trust in her old classmate, unaware of his true nature. In her eyes, he had concealed his true identity beneath a veneer of deceit.
The passionate encounter came to an abrupt halt when Zhou Hengguang noticed her tears. His excited demeanour faltered, and he cursed under his breath. Despite being referred to as a beast in human clothing, Zhou Hengguang, at this moment, questioned if he had surpassed even the brutality of a beast.
Intriguingly, the body in his arms remained incredibly soft. Zhou Hengguang, surprised at his actions, pondered the unexpected turn of events. The taste lingered in his memory, and a bloodthirsty glint illuminated his eyes like a hunter sensing a captivating prey.
This unexpected development fascinated him more than he had initially anticipated. Su Qing, initially perceived as a mere tool to achieve his goal, had become the subject of his interest.
Zhou Hengguang, reluctant to let go of this newfound intrigue, reassured her in a hoarse voice, “Don’t cry. You scratched my face, and I haven’t shed a tear.”
Attempting to distance herself, Su Qing declared an end to their friendship. Su Qing exerted force in an attempt to push him away, but Zhou Hengguang, contrary to her efforts, tightened his grip even more. Amidst suppressed emotions, he questioned her judgment of him, asserting that she, too, was not without fault.
“Don’t move, there are still people outside.” Someone steadied their heavy breathing and suppressedly remarked, “You call me a jerk, but are you not one yourself?” he said.
Confounded and feeling betrayed, Su Qing realized that her past perceptions of him as a good-tempered and honest person were gravely mistaken..