His fingers deliberately rubbed her lips, and he continued to coax with a smiling voice, "How about you lick it clean and we won't do it again after this time?"
Chi Huan pursed her lips and looked up at him, "What if I don't?"
"You told me that if nothing happens, you will know if you try it." His voice was very low, which made it particularly sexy because of its low tone. "But..."
He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said in a low and soft voice, "I will always be worthy of your perverted and disgusting comments."
There was a stalemate of silence for nearly ten minutes.
Mo Shiqian saw her hesitation and wavering, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he pretended to take back his hand to hug her, saying, "Since you don't want to, let's continue..."
He didn't finish his sentence and stopped abruptly.
Because Chi Huan had already taken his finger in his mouth.
The subtle current first flowed through the entire five fingers, and then penetrated deeper into the body.
Warm, soft, moist lips and tongue, licked slowly.
Mo Shiqian lowered his head, stared deeply at her blushing face, and suddenly asked, "You are too shy to lick your fingers. Chi Huan, have you not had a man for a long time?"
What he said was half-truth and half-false. It was just an idea that suddenly came to him, so he asked it casually.
Of course Chi Huan would not answer him—
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Chi Huan was carried back to the bedroom by the man in a daze. It wasn't until he pressed her up again that she suddenly realized something and stared at him with wide eyes, "Mo Shiqian, what did you say? As long as I... do it once, that's enough, it's over just now!"
He cupped her chin and kissed her, slurring a hoarse smile, "You believe what the man said in bed, your IQ has not improved at all over the years, Huanhuan."
… …
Lingering until late at night.
When it was really over, Chi Huan had already fallen asleep.
Mo Shiqian lay sideways on the woman's breast, looking down at the sleepy and sleeping woman. His deep and indifferent eyes had returned to calmness and clarity, and there was no trace of lust anymore.
The lights in the bedroom had been turned off, but the late summer moonlight was as bright as silver water flowing in through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, enough to see all the outlines of the house clearly.
The man held a cigarette between his fingers. The flame in the cigarette butt flickered. The smoke was almost invisible in the too dim light and dispersed in curls.
The bed is still a big double bed.
The woman's long hair was spread messily on the pillow, and many strands fell on her face. If she brushed it aside, she might be able to see the blush that had not completely faded away. She lay quietly beside him.
It takes a long time to search in memory to find the cute appearance of the overlapping figure.
She was covered with a thin quilt, and her jade-like shoulders were exposed, but most of them were covered by her long hair.
Mo Shiqian smoked half a cigarette before standing up from his bed and stepping on the carpet with his bare feet.
He was holding a cigarette, and his handsome face under the short black hair was no longer gentle, nor did it smell of sexy and dangerous. It was as indifferent as water, and the ambiguous traces of Chi Guo's upper body being caught by a woman were also diluted a lot.
The man was wearing trousers and didn't turn on the light, casually patrolling the huge apartment.
There was a 1.8-meter-long teddy bear lying on the floor, which he threw down when he got into bed.
As he passed by, he glanced down and kicked to the side.
Maybe it's because the bedroom is much larger than the one she had in the famous mansion No. 10, so it looks a lot simpler and more empty. The tone style is also more Nordic, simple and light-colored, and doesn't have a lot of pink girlish feel.
cloakroom-
Chi Huan's cloakroom is very large, with a dazzling array of clothes, shoes, bags...
However, his eyes swept around and found nothing of a man.
From the bathroom, to the bedroom, to the cloakroom, to the slippers in the entrance hall, except for the kitchen, which could be seen to have been used by someone, and the table of very poor food, there was no trace of a permanent presence of a man.
Living alone
When he was about to return to the bedroom, the cell phone that was thrown on the coffee table suddenly buzzed and the screen lit up.
He walked over and looked down, then picked it up and clicked answer.
While talking, he walked towards the balcony, opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked out -
Chi Huan didn't sleep deeply to begin with. She woke up a few minutes after the man got out of bed. Just as she was about to go out to see if he was gone, she saw him going to the balcony holding the phone.
In the quiet night, she could still clearly hear the man's voice smiling softly, "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping?"
Chi Huan didn't know how she could tell the difference. She just felt that the tenderness was real tenderness, not a gentle state shown in front of her or in front of other women.
Except for his wife, except for the woman in the swimming pool, except for her...
He has other women.
Just like Yin Chengfeng said, men of his status have lovers in groups.
She wasn't special in any of this, it was just that she was an old flame and he was dumped by her, so he wanted to come back and trample her all over again.
Chi Huan stood at the door for a while. He didn't know why. He should have turned around and gone back to the room to sleep, or just told him to get out, but he still followed him by accident.
She didn't wear shoes either. They were under the sofa and she wasn't in the mood to put them on.
Mo Shiqian put one hand on the balcony railing and held the phone in the other hand.
His voice was light but gentle, "Well, I won't be at home tonight and I won't go back. If you are afraid, go to your mother or ask her to tell you a story."
On the other end of the phone was the childish voice of a little girl, "Dad...Mom...is not here."
"Your mother isn't home?"
"I got up... wanted to drink water... knocked on mom's door... mom was not there."
"She may be asleep. I'll ask the servant sister to get you some water."
"The servant sister has... fed me a drink..." The girl's childish voice was small, a little intermittent due to lack of vocabulary, and she felt aggrieved, as if she was about to cry, "Mom is not here... I called her, she No answer.”
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and didn't speak for a while.
The little girl asked with some fear and trepidation, "Dad... Where is mom? Is she..." She sniffed, "I broke... my paintbrush today... Is she angry... and doesn't want me anymore?"
He said calmly, "No, your mother will not abandon you. Be good, she may have something to do and will go back tomorrow morning."
"Dad..." the little girl asked timidly and cautiously, "I'm afraid... can you come back... and wait for mommy with me?"
The man lowered his eyes, overlooking the city that had no lights.
After a few seconds, he hummed, "You ask the servant sister to stay with you for a while, I will be back later."