He pressed against her tightly, regardless of whether she wanted it or not. His lips lingered on her smooth nape, and the tip of his wet tongue wandered around. Otoya's body trembled violently.
"Fu Lingzhi, can you go out first?" She lowered her voice, fearing that Xiaonian would suddenly open her eyes.
"No." He answered simply, looking like a ruffian. The shoulder strap slipped from her round shoulders, trying to hide it, making it even more sultry.
This cunning bastard!
He knew that she was thin-skinned and didn't want to wake up Xiaonian. He also knew that once she left the room, she would be very uncooperative, so he probably took this trick to force her to comply.
"What do you want?"
"Being affectionate with you."
"I was angry with you and I thought you knew."
"I'm trying to find ways to relieve your anger, and I thought you knew it." Even though she couldn't see his front, she knew he was smiling.
He was very tall, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't leave his shoulder blades. Her back clearly felt tight and stiff, and it was his six-pack abs that were rubbing against her. His body was very hot, and there was no cologne.
The scent of water and only the strong manly scent burned her. And...his little tent stood straight up on her butt.
She blushed with embarrassment and sighed silently, "I don't have the energy to argue with you now."
"Then stop arguing."
"..."
She hated him so much and wanted to break up with him. Who told him to bully her like that in the mansion and treat her so coldly when she lost Xiao Nian? But he was so domineering that she was at a loss as to what she wanted to say.
He didn't say anything. He was too difficult to deal with. I kept going around and around him, but he accidentally got me in.
While she was dazed, Fu Lingzhi's hand touched up from under her skirt.
When Otoya reacted, his rough but dry hands had accurately grasped her soft body. She was not wearing underwear, so naturally she didn't know how to wear underwear.
The scream that broke out was strangled in his throat. Otoya bent his elbows and tried to push him away, but he was hard and heavy and couldn't push him away at all.
"Fu Lingzhi!"
"Call Hun'er!"
"You gangster!"
"almost."
"..."
He picked her up and returned to the bedroom, throwing her on the bed. He lay on top of her and looked at her intently, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Otoya tilted her face. He grabbed her chin, twisted her upright, and forced her to look at him. His hands were like iron prisons, and Otoya couldn't get out, so she simply let her eyes go blank, even though they were facing him.
Just don't look at him.
Fu Lingzhi had a sullen look on his face, his patience was about to run out, so he simply took off his clothes, revealing his strong and strong chest.
He leaned down, and as soon as he kissed her, she pursed her lips and didn't even take a breath. After a while, her face turned red and she couldn't breathe.
He couldn't stick his tongue in, so he had to pull away her hands covering her chest, and with a big hand, he had the softness that could make him ecstatic.
"Fu Lingzhi, don't make me hate you!" She hated him for being so cumbersome and forcing himself on her regardless of her wishes.
"What's the difference between one and two?" The unbridled, low and manly voice blended into his domineering and lingering kiss.
Otoya closed his eyes and sighed, as if he always spoke like this. He could understand but was unable to refute.