With a sigh, He Mingjue finally gave up his obsession, opened his arms and hugged Wen Xihe. His strength was very strong and the hug was so tight that Wen Xihe couldn't breathe.
She didn't mind, struggled to free her hands from his palm, opened her hands to hug him back, palms down, and comforted the man's broad back one after another, with unconcealed worry in her voice, "He
Ming Jue, please don't always be like this, okay? You don't say anything, I'm very worried."
An unspeakable complex emotion flashed through He Mingjue's heart at this moment. He didn't know how to capture it or how to express it. He could only let himself rub her neck gently and hold it with his hands.
She tightened her strength tighter and tighter, feeling the solid and warm feeling brought by the warm fragrance of nephrite in her arms.
"Xixi," he sniffed her unique fragrance, trying to make the feeling in his heart become more and more firm, "I love you."
I love you, so even if it was really you who did it, I can't go back.
To him, she is a habit that is integrated into his bones and blood and cannot be let go or eliminated. Like a poppy, it becomes more and more addictive. Even if it has flaws, it cannot prevent a love from getting deeper and deeper.
Wen Xihe followed He Mingjue's back and smiled slightly, "I love you too!"
Because you love me, you are not confident enough. Because of the sense of crisis caused by not being confident enough, you hurt others, right?
But He Mingjue never asked the question.
He is such a man. If he loves, he will do everything to protect and love him, no matter the cost. If he doesn't love, he can compensate in any way, except feelings, which can only hurt the flesh and blood in his own heart.
no.
Xixi, Yuwei was gang-raped.
Before He Mingjue stepped into the villa, he made a plan in his mind.
He wanted to tell her this and see her reaction.
"She is ill. She is very ill. She is also mentally stimulated and needs to rest."
He didn't do this in the end. He hoped that his woman would always be the purest one at the beginning. He would not allow any blemishes to appear.
When things got to the end, He Mingjue let go of Wen Xihe, but picked him up from the sofa.
"ah--"
Wen Xihe exclaimed, and after realizing He Mingjue's intention, his reaction was slightly conflicted.
"Ming Jue, you are tired and need a good rest!" She put her hand on his chest, not wanting to do the happiest thing between men and women with him at this time.
At least tonight, he was unhappy.
The man ignored her, crossed the servants' sight, hugged her and went upstairs.
Kicking open the door, he trapped her between his chest and the big bed, struggling to pull on Wen Xihe's clothes. Wen Xihe's cheeks were slightly hot, but he did not refuse the resistance.
Meaning. She obviously didn't want to be entangled with him in bed at this time.
"Ajue, don't do it tonight, okay?"
Before she finished speaking, the man's hot body and slightly cool lips were firmly pressed down. His hands rubbed and stroked her slender body with some force, and his breathing became rapid. He bit.
Biting her delicate neck, his breath brushed against her most sensitive spot.
"Xixi, let's do this once and let me love you..."
He buried his head in her sensitive skin, kissing and licking her quickly and tenderly, like a temptation, but also like some way of finding comfort, "Give it to me, I want..."
Wen Xihe's resisting hands suddenly lost their strength and fell silently on both sides of her body.
Seeing her compromise, the man spread her legs with both hands, stood up forcefully, and buried himself deeply into her warm body.
"Um......"
Both of them gasped at the same time.
The burning heat of the man and the warmth of the woman soothed two hearts at the same time.
He spread her legs, wrapped them around his waist, clasped her waist with both hands, and thrust his body into her warmth, endlessly indulgent. He pushed her against the bed, wanted her wantonly, tortured her, and watched
Her cheeks became increasingly red under the stain of her breasts. Listening to her melodious moans, she sped up her movements even more.
She was too indulgent towards him, and the feeling was so ecstasy. In the end, she was tortured crazy by the extreme pleasure, and she could only shake her head over and over again under his body, helplessly shouting his name.
"Ajue, Ajue, Ajue..."
He pounded hard into her body, comparing his strength. The man's chest rubbed against the roundness of the woman's chest, silently stimulating He Mingjue's reason.
Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she was losing strength because she couldn't bear too much. He thrust into her body a few times, and then quickly left her when she lost consciousness and was at a loss.
Body.
"Ajue..."
Wen Xihe opened his eyes, his face full of confusion as his lust had not receded.
Without saying a word, he turned her whole body over and pressed her on the bed. In the next second, his hot body was forcefully pushed from behind and returned to her warmth.
"Um......"
Wen Xihe underneath her body let out a moan of pain and pleasure. Her body was pressed against the bed, and her back was pressed against the man's body. This feeling of being closer and closer than the previous moment would drive her crazy.
She grabbed the sheets with both hands, closed her eyes, and her body endured the man's more and more violent rise and fall.
The fierce moaning was finally uncontrollable.
In the silent and deep night, women's moans and men's rough gasps and growls came and went, intertwined in the air, and echoed in the bedroom.
sink.
She fell asleep.
The flushed and drunken cheeks seemed to be telling him silently how intense the life-threatening love scene on the big bed just a moment ago was.
He lowered his head and gently moved his slender fingers over the woman's delicate face.
It's almost like this every time.
No matter when, she could never resist his temptation. She was not happy with the love between two people every time. But almost every time, as long as he hugged her and whispered to her,
.Even if she is really tired, if he wants it, she will give it to him. In the happiest love between a man and a woman, she is always passive and allows him to take whatever he wants.
"Xixi..."
"Xi Xi...Xi Xi..."
He played with the broken hair she had scattered during lovemaking, leaned next to her ear, and gently teased her over and over again.
The woman in his arms waved her hands in disgust, pouted, found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell asleep again.
There was always something in his heart that felt incredibly soft when he looked at this peaceful sleeping face.
He always wanted to embed the woman in his arms into his body and rub her into his bones and blood.
Ye Yuwei's accident once made him confused.
But after a fierce love session, the physical comfort seemed to make He Mingjue calm down.