87. Chapter 87 One person's happiness in the floating world 7
"Little rascal!" After he finished speaking, he was like a heavy hungry beast. His slightly cold thin lips, with his hot breath and pure masculine breath, pressed against her lips forcefully.
He skillfully opened her lips with his tongue, sucking her sweetness and greenness hungrily.
Her mind suddenly went blank. Just like every time before, this extremely possessive kiss without any tenderness confused her heart like a poppy.
The more she struggled, the more fanatical he became. While punishing her, he wanted to gain her approval. She blushed, holding her hands tightly on his chest, but could not push his body away.
The suffocating feeling spread in Xia Yucheng's body, gradually making her lose her mind. Her body couldn't help but move closer to his warm embrace. After a while, Xia Yucheng stiffened under Feng Hao's strong plunder.
His body softened, and the small hands on his chest helplessly grasped his collar.
When she responded, her jerky movements almost caused her teeth to bite his tongue.
He raised his head, stared at the shy beauty in his arms, smiled and said hoarsely: "Your kissing skills are really bad."
Xia Yucheng's slender arms hooked around his neck, her bright eyes flashed: "That's because you, the teacher, are too stupid!"
"Teacher? Did you give me your first kiss?" He asked lazily and knowingly, with a proud look on his face.
He rarely kisses women because they are all there to serve him. But his kissing skills are obviously many times better than hers, so he is happy to show off in front of her.
"Narcissistic..." She pouted her lips and tilted her head.
Her charming appearance made Feng Hao's body tense suddenly, as if something was about to explode inside his body. His big palms pinched her slender waist, and his amber eyes were burning with burning desire.
"Children who lie will have longer noses."
"I'm not Pinocchio..." she continued to quibble.
"Then you admitted to lying?"
"Uncle, do you want to stand here until dawn?" Xia Yucheng asked with a smile, calling him uncle like she did ten years ago.
Only then did Feng Hao let go of him and reached out to help her open the car door. The men who rushed over to open the door stood there in shock.
"Sir..." His subordinate looked surprised.
An adult actually opens the car door for a woman?
The subordinate, sweating profusely, looked around and saw that the people around him had lowered their heads in recognition. Feng Hao and Xia Yucheng had also gotten into the car. Only then did he react and carefully walked over and closed the door for them.
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"Are you going home?" Feng Hao took her into his arms.
Xia Yucheng thought for a while and replied in a low voice: "Uncle, do you want to invite me to your house for a cup of coffee?"
"I don't want to!" For Feng Hao, the uncle's voice had a different kind of temptation in the dark night. He lowered his head, pressed it against her lips, and murmured. His voice was still as mellow as strong wine, but it was stained with alcohol.
A trace of desire, "I want to ask you...to do it once, do it more!"
She knew what he meant, and she also knew that she was the one who started it, and the next step was to get her in. She simply smiled, leaned against him and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.
When she returned to the villa, her head was in a daze.
The man who had already endured it long ago took off her clothes and kissed her densely on her skin. Then, with her low moan, he took possession of her deeply.