25. Chapter 25 I raised you and you are my woman 9
"Come here!" His voice was dark and hoarse, not hiding his inner desire for this girl at all.
She walked over gently, stood at the end of the bed, and asked, "Can...turn off the light?"
Under the light, the bruises on her skin will be clearly visible. No man will like a woman who looks like that.
If Feng Hao rejects her, what else is waiting for her besides death?
"What? You like playing games?" Feng Hao's slightly hoarse magnetic voice had just fallen. Before she could react, her slender arm was grasped by a big hand, and her petite body hit his hard chest.
She frowned and took a breath. Is his flesh made of stone? It's so hard!
"No, I...have never done it, I'm afraid! But don't worry, I will do it well, at least I won't let you down." Her breathing was rapid, her hair was messy, and her eyes flickered uneasily.
"Are you nervous?" Feng Hao's hand lifted up a corner of her bathrobe and slowly moved it up her slender legs.
Her skin was very smooth, very delicate, and the silky touch made him unable to put it down.
"Don't..." Xia Yucheng's whole body felt like it was on fire, and it was so hot that she felt uncomfortable. Just when his fingertips touched her injury, she gasped in pain, almost
I tried my best to push him away.
"I'm sorry! Mr. Feng..." She crossed his body and turned off the lighted desk lamp.
The room suddenly became dark, but the darkness was nothing to Feng Hao. Looking for the sound of breathing, he hugged the soft body in his arms and said with a low smile: "You will get used to it."
After saying that, he pressed her tightly under him, and caressed her undulating chest with his rough hands.
Seeing that she was silent, he lowered his head and kissed her soft lips gently, from shallow to deep, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
But she was so nervous that her teeth were trembling because of her rawness, so she bit the tip of his tongue in one go.
"Relax..." He usually doesn't have the patience to teach women in detail, because most of the women who can climb into his bed know how to please men.
But this girl was different. She kept shaking in his arms. Maybe if he asked her to speak at this time, she would stutter and not be able to say a word.
Such an extremely jerky reaction made him feel pity for no reason.
"Be good! Relax..." While kissing her, he caressed her young body very patiently, and the hot skin pressed tightly against her body.
Slowly, her stiff body gradually softened in his warm embrace, and the temperature of her skin gradually increased. But he also noticed that the woman beneath him was trembling with a little pain.
He half propped himself up and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"No...nothing...I just..."
Before Xia Yucheng finished speaking, Feng Hao had already let go of her, leaned over to turn on the bedside lamp, and lifted the sheets with one hand.
Under the soft light, the body on the bed is well-proportioned and beautiful.
But the bruises and purples on the skin were shocking.
"What's going on?" He asked gently, stroking her slightly pale face, his face full of love.
"Don't drive me away!" She grabbed his strong wrist, looked at him sadly, and said tremblingly, "These injuries will be fine, I think...I can...really, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Come here!" His voice was dark and hoarse, not hiding his inner desire for this girl at all.
She walked over gently, stood at the end of the bed, and asked, "Can...turn off the light?"
Under the light, the bruises on her skin will be clearly visible. No man will like a woman who looks like that.
If Feng Hao rejects her, what else is waiting for her besides death?
"What? You like playing games?" Feng Hao's slightly hoarse magnetic voice had just fallen. Before she could react, her slender arm was grasped by a big hand, and her petite body hit his hard chest.
She frowned and took a breath. Is his flesh made of stone? It's so hard!
"No, I...have never done it, I'm afraid! But don't worry, I will do it well, at least I won't let you down." Her breathing was rapid, her hair was messy, and her eyes flickered uneasily.
"Are you nervous?" Feng Hao's hand lifted up a corner of her bathrobe and slowly moved it up her slender legs.
Her skin was very smooth, very delicate, and the silky touch made him unable to put it down.
"Don't..." Xia Yucheng's whole body felt like it was on fire, and it was so hot that she felt uncomfortable. Just when his fingertips touched her injury, she gasped in pain, almost
I tried my best to push him away.
"I'm sorry! Mr. Feng..." She crossed his body and turned off the lighted desk lamp.
The room suddenly became dark, but the darkness was nothing to Feng Hao. Looking for the sound of breathing, he hugged the soft body in his arms and said with a low smile: "You will get used to it."
After saying that, he pressed her tightly under him, and caressed her undulating chest with his rough hands.
Seeing that she was silent, he lowered his head and kissed her soft lips gently, from shallow to deep, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
But she was so nervous that her teeth were trembling because of her rawness, so she bit the tip of his tongue in one go.
"Relax..." He usually doesn't have the patience to teach women in detail, because most of the women who can climb into his bed know how to please men.
But this girl was different. She kept shaking in his arms. Maybe if he asked her to speak at this time, she would stutter and not be able to say a word.
Such an extremely jerky reaction made him feel pity for no reason.
"Be good! Relax..." While kissing her, he caressed her young body very patiently, and the hot skin pressed tightly against her body.
Slowly, her stiff body gradually softened in his warm embrace, and the temperature of her skin gradually increased. But he also noticed that the woman beneath him was trembling with a little pain.
He half propped himself up and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"No...nothing...I just..."
Before Xia Yucheng finished speaking, Feng Hao had already let go of her, leaned over to turn on the bedside lamp, and lifted the sheets with one hand.
Under the soft light, the body on the bed is well-proportioned and beautiful.
But the bruises and purples on the skin were shocking.
"What's going on?" He asked gently, stroking her slightly pale face, his face full of love.
"Don't drive me away!" She grabbed his strong wrist, looked at him sadly, and said tremblingly, "These injuries will be fine, I think...I can...really, it doesn't hurt anymore!"