Lan Cun'er couldn't sleep these days, always wary of him, but helpless to endure it.
As he came closer, small grains appeared on her body as she trembled slightly.
His footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible, but they made her nerves play chaotically, making her feel vaguely oppressive and fearful. Her back felt cold, resisting his gaze.
The bed collapsed, and he climbed up, turning her sideways body, and his hot breath filled her surroundings.
Those tightly closed but trembling eyes, eyelashes shaking violently.
Yu Guanqun chuckled, touched her eye sockets, and said, "Stop pretending, I know you're not asleep."
Lan Cun'er held her breath, gritted her teeth, and shouted in her heart: Don't open your eyes, don't let him do whatever he wants.
This is how she got through the past few days in panic. She was afraid of him, and pretending to be asleep was her best weapon. And every night, he just lay down quietly, then entangled her domineeringly, and then fell asleep.
.
So she thought that pretending to sleep was her best escape and protection at the moment.
He smiled seductively, and if she wanted to pretend, just pretend, and he would flirt slowly with her.
He lifted the quilt, put one hand on the bed to support his chin, and slowly stroked her belly with the other hand.
Lan Cun'er nervously grabbed the sheets and clenched them into fists, but couldn't help but tremble.
When his hot hands touched her chest, she screamed: "No!"
"Finally woke up!"
Yu Guanqun smiled evilly, placed his hands on both sides of her, and browsed her beautiful curves as he pleased.
"Why wait for me?"
He pinched her chin and questioned him about his dissatisfaction in the past few days. Every night she only left him with a stiff back. No woman had ever treated him like this.
"I am asleep."
Seeing him let go, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know that his eyes were getting hotter and hotter.
"Then wait for me to come back from tomorrow."
He demanded domineeringly, pressing down on her body, and the compelling masculine aura hit her overwhelmingly.
"I can't sleep with you holding me down."
She was so frightened that she stared closely at his big hands that could come up at any time, but her hands were pressed by his arms on both sides, making her unable to move either.
"I can't sleep either. Let's do something else."
"It hurts, stop!"
She twisted harder, but was held tighter by him.
"It's been several days, are you lying to me again?"
He stared at her with a scrutinizing gaze, trying to expose her lies. Did he feel sorry for her and not touch her because she thought she could indulge herself?