Su Weichu bit her lower lip again and again, and soon left faint teeth marks on her bright red and plump lips.
Ying Yanluo felt itchy and numb from his bite. She opened her lips and gasped, "Don't bite..." She was really afraid that he would not be careful and bite her lips.
Su Weichu listened to her words, and finally let go of her fragile lower lip, then drilled his hot tongue into her mouth and entangled them again, his slender tongue passed under the back of her neck, grasped it, and lifted it up to make her cooperate with him.
All the saliva and oxygen in Ying Yanluo's mouth were taken away by him. Her nose was filled with the faint scent of shower gel and the alluring smell of hormones, which made her head begin to feel confused. Soon, a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and her moist eyes became blurred.
The restraints were released and tiny sounds spilled out.
His blood began to boil under the influence of alcohol, and he then lowered his head and began to kiss her sweaty neck carefully.
After a while, Ying Yanluo suddenly widened her eyes, as if...
They all forgot.
Su Weichu also paused. He hugged her waist and said in a rough voice, "Sorry..." and was about to leave.
Her actions were much faster than her brain, and she reached out and hugged his shoulders, "It's okay."
When she raised her hands to hug him, Su Weichu's back suddenly stiffened for a few seconds.
Later on, she was the one who was unable to resist and she was the one who was defeated.
At the peak, her body trembled weakly.
It turns out that the inside of the body is much hotter than the outside of the body.
Su Weichu hugged her trembling body and carefully kissed her forehead, eyes, nose bridge, and finally mouth. At the same time, he kept calling her nickname "Yan Yan". Ying Yanluo's distracted and blurred eyes gradually refocused.
After the overwhelming pleasure comes the satisfaction that can be expressed in words.
"Yes." She responded to him hoarsely.
Ying Yanluo suddenly smiled and asked softly, "Do you think you have a baby?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the person next to her breathing become heavier.
"Do you want to?"
Ying Yanluo looked into his eyes and said, "Only yours."
The next second, the man's eyes suddenly became deep.
The temperature in the bedroom, which had just dropped, rose again and started to burn.
Ying Yanluo began to lose consciousness. The hot tears flowed down her eyes and disappeared into her black temples. Her legs felt soft as if they were her own. Her instinct told her that she couldn't go on like this. It was too absurd. So she closed her eyes and pushed his shoulders, her voice like a dream, "Enough... No more..."
Su Weichu's palm was big, and he easily grasped her two slender wrists with one hand.
Ying Yanluo tried to break free from his control, her voice tinged with tears.
"Su Weichu."
While struggling, Ying Yanluo suddenly felt something binding her wrists. It felt cold, silky and soft. After she finally saw what it was, her eyes suddenly widened as far as they could. How could he do that
…
The interior lasted a long time.
Finally, it returned to silence.
Su Weichu relaxed and his mind gradually became clear, but he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.
Ying Yanluo was lying slightly on her side, her fair and rosy cheeks still stained with undried tears, her jet-black hair scattered messily on the pillow, her two slender wrists were tied with a navy blue... tie, the tie seemed to be tied in a knot, the fabric that should have been smooth was pulled into wrinkles, her fair body was covered with ambiguous marks of blue and red, and the fingerprints were mostly concentrated on the waist and hips.
Su Weichu was stunned for nearly five seconds. After he reacted, he quickly untied the tie on her wrist.
After the tie was untied, her legs relaxed, and he also saw the marks on her wrists from being bound. Her skin was so tender and fair that even a light touch would leave red marks, let alone being bound like this.
He called her with difficulty.
"Yan Yan?"
Ying Yanluo responded vaguely, as if she was mumbling.
"I want it...I don't want it anymore..."
Only after Su Weichu moved closer did he hear clearly what she said.
He wrapped her in a blanket and carefully carried her into the bathroom to wash. After coming out, he ran downstairs and rummaged through the drawers to find medicine to apply on her. Even though she was being rubbed with the medicine in her sleep, she seemed to feel the pain. Her brows wrinkled involuntarily and she even retracted her wrists slightly.
Su Weichu was extremely annoyed and regretful at this moment. He blew softly while applying medicine to her. He also knew what was wrong with him at that time. It was like he was crazy. He really wouldn't dare to do such a thing after drinking in the future. It was too indulgent. The same thing happened more than a year ago.
After finally applying the medicine on the person and waiting for it to almost dry, he put pajamas on her. Before turning off the lights, he sent a message to Xiao Wei, telling her that he would go to the company in the morning. He held her in his arms, the scent of medicine on her body was in his breath, and he thought that he would apologize sincerely after she woke up until she forgave him!
Ying Yanluo was awakened by thirst in the second half of the night.
My throat hurts.
It hurts when swallowing.
Her back was pressed against a solid, hot chest, like a natural heater. Her legs and feet were also hot from being pressed against it, but she was in pain and her whole body was numb. She wanted to drink water, desperately, so she could only bear the pain and use her elbow to nudge the person behind her.
"Su Weichu, Su Weichu."
Su Weichu was sleeping very soundly, and she called him twice and he woke up.
"Yan Yan?" In the dim light, his voice sounded hoarse.
"I want to drink some water." She tried to speak.
"Okay, I'll go pour it for you." As he said that, he stretched out his arm and turned on the bedside lamp.
The dim bedroom was illuminated by warm lights, and Ying Yanluo closed her eyes and relaxed.
Su Weichu lifted the quilt and got out of bed to pour her some water.
There was a water dispenser in the bedroom, and he mixed some warm water and brought it to her.
"Yan Yan."
Ying Yanluo wanted to get up, but it hurt as soon as she moved.
When Su Weichu saw the situation, he put the cup of water on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully helped the person sit up.
Ying Yanluo borrowed his strength to stand up, leaned her back against his chest, reached out to take the cup of water he handed over, and gulped down the full cup of water. Only then did her throat feel better.
Su Weichu gathered her long hair back and asked, "Do you want to drink more?"
Ying Yanluo shook her head, "I drank it."
She handed the cup back to him, and as she handed it over, she suddenly paused.
There were several messy, obvious red marks on her slender wrist, as if she was bound by something. The next second, she seemed to remember something in her mind, and she subconsciously raised her other wrist and stretched it out. Both wrists had...
tie?!
Gift?!