"Chi Huan," he clasped the back of her head, pressed her red lips down to his, bit and kissed her unscrupulously, and continued to taunt her in a hoarse and sexy voice, "First control yourself and stop leaking, and then come with me. If you want to refuse, welcome me, okay? You kept saying last night that you miss me very much."
By the time he finished speaking, all the men had submerged.
The man in the early morning was full of energy. Although he only had sex with her once, he tortured her to death, both physically and mentally.
He aroused her desire and teased her until she was filled with emptiness, but he refused to satisfy her. He had to patiently and patiently make her ask for him.
It made her cry and scream, and then she refused to end.
It's late summer now, the air in the morning is fresh and clean, the sun is shining brightly, and it's a beautiful golden color.
The curtains were not drawn, and when the light in the room was completely bright, Chi Huan felt even more extremely ashamed of having sex in the daytime... or hanging out with a married woman.
She felt like she was stuck in a swamp, trying desperately to get out, but she still fell deeper and deeper.
This feeling forced her to collapse.
The body was also forced to collapse and lose control by the repeated and approaching climax.
Chi Huan was finally fucked by him and became irrational.
While sobbing, she whispered, "No more... Mo Shiqian... Please, I really can't do it anymore..."
He held her chin and kissed her lips for a while, smiling playfully, "Please?"
She nodded with tears in her eyes.
"But begging me is useless." He licked her ears repeatedly, making her even more sensitive. Then he blew gently into the cochlea, laughing hoarsely and carelessly, "You really If you can’t bear it, you can find a way to get me out... huh?"
Chi Huan bit his lip and continued to endure with his eyes closed.
The man's fingers touched her hair. This action was very gentle, and even his voice had the illusion of gentleness, "Huanhuan, you are not an innocent little virgin who has just had sex. We have never done anything, and you have not given anything." I've done it before, why do you put on this expression?"
She didn't speak, tears fell from her eyes.
Just when Chi Huan thought he was going to torture her like this until the end of time, the cell phone on the bedside suddenly rang.
Mo Shiqian freed one hand from her body, picked up the phone and clicked to answer.
The movements under him did not stop, but the rhythm slowed down and the penetration was no longer so deep. The originally slightly rapid and chaotic breathing was quickly adjusted to a calm and calm breath by him.
"Tangtang."
Tangtang…
Chi Huan froze, and the blood in his body seemed to have stopped flowing.
This is a woman's name, no doubt about it...
Calling her so affectionately, there is no doubt that she is his wife...
Mo Shiqian's voice was gentle and indifferent, neither affection nor indifference could be heard. It was a natural and ordinary tone, "Have you arrived in Lancheng?"
It's probably because they have been an old couple for a long time, so they have such a tepid tone.
Her tears fell on his arm drop by drop.
But he still bit his lip to prevent himself from making any sound.
The man was still talking on the phone, "Well, I'll send someone to pick you up."
“…”
"Yun Duan, stay here for the next few days, the hotel has been booked."
“…”
"The villa is still being prepared and can be moved there in two days."
“…”
"Well, see you later."
He hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, glanced at the woman's arms that were wet with tears, lowered his head and kissed her, kissing away her tears one by one.
If he hadn't just answered his wife's call, Chi Huan would have even thought it was a gentle gesture.
But she knew very well that this was just...
The gentler, the crueler.
After the kiss, he kissed her cheek and murmured a faint smile, seeming a little regretful, "It seems I can only let you go."
… … …
After it was over, the man's tall and straight figure stood beside the bed, his long and well-joined fingers buttoning back the buttons of his shirt one by one.
The chest covered with traces of ambiguity was wrapped in a white shirt. His temperament was cold, noble and handsome, and the taste and breath of lust could no longer be seen.
He looked down at the woman lying on the bed, squinted his eyes and smiled lazily, "If you don't get up, are you going to let my wife come over and catch you?"
Chi Huan's nerves tightened, and he still sat up while holding the quilt.
"Mo Shiqian, why do you think I dare not show up in front of your wife? You raped me, why do you think I can only hide away?"
The man's handsome face was calm and he smiled faintly, "If you want to tell her, I will wait with you. How do you see that I am afraid that you will appear in front of her?"
Chi Huan was stunned.
She looked at the man in front of her as if she were a complete stranger.
She opened her mouth, "You... don't you love her?"
Mo Shiqian buttoned the second to last button of his shirt, leaned down, put his hands on her sides to trap her between his arms, a thin smile appeared on his thin lips, "I told you I don't love her. If so... you can be my woman willingly?"
Chi Huan's whole body was shocked.
Again, I was ashamed of myself for asking this question.
What is she expecting? He is married whether he loves his wife or not.
She is a mistress no matter what.
She doesn't want it.
Chi Huan pushed him away and got out of bed to pick up some clothes and put them on. Not to mention that the backless evening dress she wore last night... had been torn apart by Mo Shiqian and could no longer be worn.
She had no clothes to wear when leaving here, so she had to call someone to have them delivered.
When she pushed him, Mo Shiqian stood up again.
He picked up the phone, packed his things slowly, and looked at her one last time, "I'll have someone bring you clothes."
"No, I'll ask someone to deliver it myself."
She was now afraid that others would know about their relationship...? Regarding her rejection, Mo Shiqian was noncommittal and ignored it. He picked up his mobile phone and didn't know who to call. He simply and indifferently asked the person on the other end to send him a set of clothes and breakfast.
She also reported her yardage.
Very accurate.
She was much thinner than five years ago, and Chi Huan even suspected that he measured it based on the feeling of his hands last night.
"Mo Shiqian, I said I don't want it!"
Mo Shiqian didn't even look at her. He put the suit on his arm and walked towards the door with his long legs wrapped in straight trousers. His voice was low, magnetic, clear and sexy.
When talking to her, it was like talking to a willful and ignorant child, with an illusion of gentleness and pampering. The so-called illusion was because the content of the words was cruel and bloody.
"Go to the bathroom to wash up and take a shower. Wait for the clothes and breakfast to be delivered. I have to pick up my wife and I can't accompany you anymore."
Chi Huan hugged her skirt and stepped on the carpet with her bare feet. Listening to his words, it seemed that the blood in her body had stopped flowing, and she stood there stiff and cold.
As soon as the door opened and closed, she was alone in the huge suite.