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hile he was tending to his own body, his eyes kept circling around her. The clear water surface of the bathtub couldn't hide anything at all, completely revealing her curvaceous and alluring figure. A...Following the pert little nose down, it landed on her slightly upturned, rosy and plump lips, caressing them softly. Yet she remained still. (..tw無彈窗廣告) Her long eyelashes drifted down, resting on her eyelids, giving an air of tranquility and peace.

He sighed and leaned in, giving her lips a light kiss.

She pretended to be asleep on purpose, not wanting to face him either. Now, whatever he said was useless. That's it, just get through these few days, and it will be fine. She got up and went to bed, lying right next to her and fell asleep.

Who said this little woman wasn't upset inside Just look at this big bed, she deliberately slept so close to the edge of the bed. And he, while she was right beside him, had already developed the habit of having to hold her in his arms, and couldn't change it. So, he leaned closer to her, reached out and hugged her, and most of the bed was empty.

He kissed her hair, as dark as ink, and closed his eyes.

But this night, was destined to not let him have peace.

Although she didn't say a word, it didn't mean she wasn't making trouble. She pushed him, wriggling in his arms, forcing him backward. Her cool hand grabbed his arm and flung him back with all her might.

He looked down with a mixture of resignation and amusement.

It feels like holding a kitten that's being stubborn, yet also like holding a soft and squishy Barbie doll.

He reached out and pulled her into his embrace. This time, he was forceful, ignoring her wriggling and struggling like a fish out of water in his arms. He held her tightly. She kicked her legs back, twisting her small hips, bumping against him several times, which made him clamp her legs between his own. He began to lose his composure too, his breath quickening, eyes reddening slightly. She didn't know that on this summer day, her cool legs felt like a piece of jade pressed against him; how much pleasure she brought him. Nor did she know that each time her soft and elastic buttocks bumped against him, it was such a torment!

His desire for her has always been immense! She just needs to move slightly, and he can't help but lose control!

His physical changes finally made her aware of them.

She didn't move!

He let out a heavy sigh. In this kind of situation, where she was neither fully agreeable nor fully opposed, it would take quite a bit of effort to... well, he didn't want to think about the consequences. He was afraid that afterwards she would be absolutely furious!

He was torturing himself, but he just couldn't bear to let her go. So he endured it, holding onto this soft, fragrant warmth.

But she was quiet for only a moment before starting up again, this time with pure malice intent on ruining his peace. Because, she rubbed her bottom against him, causing his belly to burn with heat.

His breathing was once again disrupted, he let out a few low gasps that betrayed his passion and torment. But this sweetness, even as he was being tormented, he enjoyed it. He gripped her waist tighter, his hand shifting direction to rest on her small stomach, covering her completely. He struggled to contain himself, restraining himself so hard that the meridians on the back of his hands were starting to swell. Only just did he manage to keep from lifting her little suspender straps and going straight down...

Thus, as she rubbed him relentlessly, he grew increasingly unable to bear it. He held her tighter and tighter, his palm on her belly becoming hotter and hotter, his breaths growing heavier and more labored. Several times, gasps escaped him—like whispers of elation mingled with the throes of death—gradually revealing his struggle against himself and his deep immersion in this sensation.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and acted!

And she, all of a sudden, stopped!

For him, it was like a thirsty traveler who had been dangling by a mirage of water for ages. His heart burned with anticipation, his eyes were about to burst into flames, but then, the water vanished as if it had never been there.

How can this be tolerated!

He braced himself with his shoulders, leaning halfway, elevating his body slightly, pressing down on her, continuing to chase that minuscule yet coveted feeling. She, however, was like an evil succubus suddenly brimming with energy. Knowing he did this because of her, knowing he was crumbling under her allure, she pushed him away at the most crucial moment, refusing him, leaving him tormented by desire.

He was on top of her, his eyes burning red as he began to force himself on her. She writhed like a madman beneath him, kicking and struggling with every fiber of her being, screaming silently that he should stop!

He forcefully pulled her legs apart, sinking in to pull at her shorts. She reached out and grabbed him back, her grip so strong that her nails dug into his arm. Her eyes were wide open, staring at him, filled with a fire that said if he persisted, she would wish him dead.

But did she know, that her fiery appearance, her eyes so bright and sparkling, the alluring curve of her eye corners, the captivatingly lifted chin, and the full, taut lips, like a flower in bloom, could ignite his very being even further.

"Good girl—"

His voice was a low growl. He wanted to tear her clothes off with his eyes, to swallow her whole.

She remained stubbornly silent, pressing her lips together even tighter—a scarlet bow he longed to devour—and glared at him. Her grip tightened, her nails digging into his flesh!

How ruthless!

She's serious about this, and she's deliberately trying to torture him!

He could easily overpower her, in bed, she would never be a match for him. Even if he could effortlessly pin her down, satisfying his desires, kissing her all over, leaving his mark on her delicate and tempting body, he could only think, not do!

I can do it, but I won't!

Because this is her punishment for him!

She did it on purpose, he knew!

She wanted to see his pain and torment, just as she was suffering now, and he would give her that.

As long as she feels a little better in her heart, that's all that matters!

He released his grip with difficulty, loosening his arms. He rubbed his face roughly, withdrawing clumsily and flinging himself to the side, a foot or so away from her. He panted heavily, clenching his fists, suppressing the inferno coursing through his veins and the maddening lust that raged within him like a beast straining at its leash.

Finally, with sheer willpower, he managed to cool down his inner turmoil. But just then, she suddenly leaned in and straddled him.

"My goodness!"

He couldn't help but groan, the burning desire he had barely suppressed suddenly surged upward like a rocket.

This little woman is going to drive him crazy!

Unable to bear it any longer, he straightened his back and was about to charge into the fray with all his might. But upon seeing her tear-streaked face, he felt a pang of pity and became as if struck by an arrow, unable to move.

She burst into tears, not knowing when it happened. He was probably too preoccupied with suppressing his own fire to hear her.

It's terrible, she's actually crying!

He was most afraid of her crying, except when they were in bed. But right now, as she wept, he had no desire to overpower her and ravish her.

"Little one!" A hoarse whisper, almost a plea.

Her tears surged forth suddenly, rolling down her cheeks in streams as she cried out in anguish.

You tell me, why are you doing this to me! I know you're not that kind of person, but why are you treating me like this What have you been hiding from me You left me to see Li Lanqiu, why Just tell me!

As he spoke, he pounded him hard several times.

He was burning below, but his mind remained cool. Truly a duality of ice and fire. This little woman was indeed not to be trifled with; when she showed her might, it could cost him his life!

"Come down here, little one!" She was going to drive him crazy!

“No!” she cried out. “Tell me why you’re doing this to me!”

He complained bitterly.

"I'm doing this for my uncle. Xiao Quai, wait for me a few more days, and in a few days, I'll definitely tell you everything!"

"Now tell me, what's the difference between telling me now and telling me in a few days Or are you going to rat me out anyway! Is that what you're trying to do now - keep things from me and make sure I don't know anything!"

It's not true.

I think so.

She suddenly burst into tears, weeping loudly. This was a trick she had learned from her son.

"Rong Ling, if you've grown tired of me, just say so directly. No need for roundabout ways. I swear, I'll take our son and leave far away, out of your sight!"

He gripped her leg tightly, raising his upper body slightly, displeasure evident in his expression.

"I said, you are not allowed to say that kind of words!"

"You're yelling at me!" she cried, her eyes widening and tears flowing more freely. "Sniffle, okay, I understand, you made yourself perfectly clear. Why would I even need an explanation Fine, I'm leaving, I'll go right now!"

After finishing speaking, he cried loudly and clawed his way off of him using both hands and feet.

This is also what I learned from my son!

He was consumed by a raging desire as she rubbed against him, yet he was also burning with frustration. He grabbed her, skillfully rose to his feet, pulled her closer, and then clamped his hand around her waist, forcing her down onto his lap.

She cried out even more desperately.

"Let me go! What do you care now You left me to see Li Lanqiu before, weren't you very carefree I left to give her space, wasn't that good enough for you Stop pretending, let me go!"

He had her hands pinned down, unable to move. She kicked him, but he endured several kicks silently. Finally, he managed to press his body against hers, pinning her completely.

"Good girl!" he shouted, intending to stop her, but instead, she flinched at his voice, her shoulders trembling, her mouth pouted as she cried even harder. Her tears flowed like a stream.

This made him feel so bad, he immediately started coaxing her.

"Xiao guai, I was just acting with Li Lanqiu, it wasn't real, don't cry!"

"Why are you acting" she questioned.

He frowned. "This really has to do with Uncle Three, and I can't tell anyone!"

"Get out of here!"

With all her might, she began to struggle, tears streaming down her face as she gasped for breath. Her small face flushed crimson with exertion. Rong Ling watched in alarm, fearing that the little woman might suffocate.

"Good girl!" He pressed her down with his body, holding her face in both hands, he opened his mouth haltingly.

"Please!"

He said — please!

He's Rong Ling, asking him to say the word "please" is so difficult!

For her, he pleaded with his superiors, and now he was pleading with her directly. Even for his uncle's sake, he had put in a lot of effort and sought help from his superiors, but it was only seeking help; he hadn't lowered himself to this extent.

He begged, with the simple posture of a man begging a woman. And in his simplicity, he was also a husband begging his wife!

Her crying, it was greatly weakened!

"Please don't cry!"

Gently, he brushed his lips against hers. With his pride and stubborn nature, he couldn't bring himself to be soft with her, even though seeing her cry was breaking his heart.

She sniffled softly and let out a little sob.

He took a deep breath and explained in a hushed voice. "You know how I feel about you best, so, sweetheart, don't push me, and please don't treat me like this. I'm hurting right now!"

Lin Meng's muscles, which had been tensed in constant readiness for another struggle, instantly relaxed.

"As for Li Lanqiu, I was just putting on a show for her. Because she's truly involved in Sanbo's affair, if I dealt with her, there would be hope for Sanbo's case. Xiao Guai, I can't tell you the specifics here because I have my reasons. I know you feel wronged, and I hate seeing you like that. That's why at first, I kept it from you, wanting to solve everything before you knew anything. But things developed in a way I hadn't expected at all. All I can tell you is that I love you. Also, the act I'm putting on with Li Lanqiu will hurt you, so please, bear this injustice for now. In the future, you'll understand why I did this. Please, don't say things like leaving me, and don't cry like this. Seeing you like this breaks my heart here—"

Taking her hand, he pressed it against his chest. Beneath her delicate palm beat his heart, a frantic drum.

"Here, it hurts!"

His dark eyes flashed with intense pain.

His rare vulnerable posture could subdue any woman, Lin Meng included. Yet, time and again, she would endure the pain silently.

"Is there something you have to make a fuss about You've found yourself in trouble, but you can't tell me. Rong Ling, am I not worthy of your trust!"

Okay, she believed everything Li Lanqiu said. Even though Li Lanqiu was so close to him, embracing him openly and declaring her love for him, it still hurt her deeply like a knife piercing her heart. But she endured it all. The thing she couldn't bear was that after they had come this far together, at this crucial moment, she couldn't get his complete trust.

This is the place that hurt her the most!

"I really have a hard time!" he said with difficulty.

Her tears flowed down slowly. This time, they were tears that came from the depths of her heart.

"You always have so many excuses, and always so many reasons." She scoffed, wiping the tears from her lips. That, she thought, was truly pitiful.

"Well, keep your grievances to yourself. I'm not asking."

Having been driven to this point, she launched an attack using the most devastating weapon: tears. But all she reaped were insignificant trifles. What else could she do

"Rong Ling, people always have times when they get tired!"

The implication of these words sent a shiver down his spine.

"Little one, just wait a few days. Wait a few days, and you'll know everything. I swear, I will never let you down. Otherwise, let me—"

She was startled and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth. But he firmly pulled her hand away, finishing his words.

"---Die!"

"Rong Ling!" she shouted angrily.

He, on the contrary, reiterated once again. "If I have wronged you and failed to fulfill my duty, may I suffer a terrible fate!"

He said this with utmost seriousness!

She burst into tears immediately.

What are you doing!

"As long as you're comfortable, I'm willing to do anything!"

She was kind of breaking down, since he was willing to do anything, why couldn't he just tell her Why these damn sweet nothings, and why say them to her.

“You know I’m easy to deal with, you know I can’t stand hearing this stuff. Why are you saying this What are you doing Rong Ling, you bastard, you're such a bastard……”

Closing her eyes, she shed silent tears.

He reached out and gently wiped her, his voice a low murmur of plea.

"What can I do so that you won't cry!"

"You're deliberately asking me that again!"

He furrowed his brows tightly.

"Hold out your hand!" she demanded. "Extend it to my mouth."

His palm fell down.

She opened her mouth, touched it, and cried, "Lower."

He lowered himself slightly and met her lips.

She suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard.

His furrowed brows seemed to relax, almost as if he craved it. He lowered his hand further, making it easier for her to bite. She bit down hard, but not too hard, always stopping just short at the very end, as if afraid of breaking him.

He soothed her. “Bite, bite! It’s okay if you break it!”

She blinked, the tears in her eyes shimmering. Her gaze was mesmerizing, like it had just been washed with water. He felt as if his soul was being pulled in. It felt like she would take a bite out of him, swallow him whole, and he wouldn't mind. Perhaps this could even be pleasurable.

His palm moved slightly, shifting her position just a little, making it more convenient for her to bite. As expected, she took a firmer bite at the new spot. He relaxed his brow completely, enjoying it immensely, and gazed at her with adoration, eyes filled with fascination.

"Xiao Quai, don't tell anyone else about what I just said to you."

She bit down hard with a sudden snap.

He didn't care, and continued, "As for Li Lanqiu, do whatever you want. You don't have to wrong yourself. Just remember, what I said to you, keep it to yourself. Don't tell her, or anyone else."

She turned her head, immediately changing places and taking a heavy bite. Feeling it was a bit inconvenient, she took the initiative to hug his arm and held it, gnawing at it like she would a spare rib.

He, however, found her too easy to handle, and her little demeanor was too adorable. It did hurt a bit, but the fire in this body that had been ignored for so long, was also ignited by her bite, beginning to burn wildly.

She caught a glimpse of it, raising her eyes to glance at him before lowering them again with a suggestive flicker and continuing to bite.

He smiled wryly and readily agreed.

She suddenly leaned in and kissed his lips, then began to unbutton his clothes, leaving him completely taken aback. To be treated like this even after everything that had happened was beyond his wildest dreams. He froze, completely stunned, staring at her as she kept her eyes half-closed, like a shy yet bold little sprite. She didn't look at him, but instead placed her hot lips on his body one by one, occasionally nipping playfully.

He hummed softly, half-sitting, watching her take off her own suspenders, his eyes starting to widen. Then, as she leaned towards him and buried her head in his waist, he felt a dryness in his mouth.

He felt this was definitely another round of punishment from her. He was surely going to die tonight, this little vixen wouldn't give him a quick death; she would definitely hold him off at the last moment, tormenting him without letting him finish. He was sure to go mad, she knew that. And if she didn't agree, he certainly wouldn't touch her either, she knew that too.

He relished it, reveled in the softness of her kisses and the touch of her tender small hands. However, a tight string was strung across his heart, waiting at any moment for her sudden halt, waiting for the pain to descend. But in the end, she just sat on him like that, giving herself to him. He was astonished, until the affair ended, he hadn't properly reacted to what was happening!

It just doesn't feel real.

She lay down, as usual, curled up at the edge of the bed, keeping a distance from him. He recalled their encounter just now, feeling like it was a dream. His heart wasn't filled with satisfaction, instead, he felt a burning sensation within him.

"Good boy!" He hurried over, eager for more, wanting to truly experience it again. It ended so quickly; he hadn't tasted anything at all. He didn't know what had just happened, as if he had been bewitched! He was completely under her control!

Her bare back was alluring, his wolf claws practically reaching out to touch it. But her cold voice stopped him.

"Go to sleep, you're sleepy!"

A cold that keeps people at arm's length from a thousand miles away!

His brows furrowed again.

"Don't touch me, I want to be quiet. If you can't do that, I'll go sleep in the guest room!"

Her voice, still carrying the lingering sweetness of sentimentality, how could it be so cold to hear

This is just the beginning of another round of torment!

He was somewhat unreadable, staring at her as if trying to see through her. But she slept soundly, without a care in the world, leaving him perplexed. Was this still a silent standoff, or something else entirely He had explained himself clearly, and she seemed to have understood. Moreover, she was usually so reasonable. So what other reason could there be for such strange behavior

He couldn't figure out why, but he impulsively pulled her into his arms. Since she had gone quiet, he figured it was okay to touch her. He justified his actions with a flimsy excuse, possessively enveloping her entirely.

The next morning, she woke up in his arms. Seeing that he was holding her, she didn't get angry; she just glanced at him and pushed him away, pretending to get out of bed. He leaned over to kiss her, and she obediently let him. But he clearly felt something was different about the kiss. She was too cold, almost as if she wasn't kissing Rong Ling but just someone wearing a husband's hat. So, as his wife, she endured the kiss. However, she didn't respond like a lover would, with heartfelt warmth and joy. She remained silent, her eyes half-closed, her demeanor cool and distant.

"Little one!" He gripped her arm tightly.

She looked up at him as he wished, but her eyes were still cold and distant. Looking at him, it was as if there was a veil between them. They were so close, yet who knew how far apart they truly were behind that veil!

"Good girl," he murmured, gazing intently into her eyes, and kissed her softly on the lips.

She was still obedient, but her eyes had not changed. They just seemed to be half-closed.

He immediately felt a knot in his stomach. She looked like this, she was even worse than when she cried last night. Last night, she was still his little sweetheart, and she could still show him her emotions. But now, it's like she's shut everything down!

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