Chapter 4: Let Me Go
Long Ze smiled coldly, his face full of indescribable mockery, "Do you think I still have the ability to be tempted?" β
His heart has long been cold.
He is the president of Long's Clan, Asia's largest company, and how many people are eyeing him behind him?
From childhood to adulthood, every danger taught him that he could not have a trace of softness, and soft-heartedness meant that there was weakness.
He cannot have weaknesses, so he is destined to live alone and aloof.
Wen An'an is just a woman who enjoys him very much, and he and her, after giving birth to a child, will never intersect again.
Zhou Chen raised his glass and smiled faintly: "Long Ze, you can relax a little!" Like falling in love or something! β
He said with bad intentions: "It's a wonderful thing to fall in love with the mother of your future child, and you don't have to worry about accidentally winning the lottery in bed, and you don't have to worry about her threatening you with your child!" β
The sarcasm in the open and in the dark, Long Ze couldn't hear it, and snorted coldly: "I thought you wanted to go to a branch hospital in Africa to study for ten or eight years." β
Zhou Chen was afraid: "Don't, I won't say it, just go!" β
A slut is a slut, and when he picked up his clothes and left, he said in a low voice: "Take it easy!" β
Long Ze glanced at him and walked back to the room.
It was still dimly lit, and the room was quiet, except for the faint breathing of the girl.
There was a hint of sweetness floating in the whole room, but it was dyed by the smell of men, and there was an irresistible aura of indulgence in men.
When he turned on the bedside lamp, his face was covered with that silver mask.
He watched her leaning sideways, her black hair pillowed, the sheets dragged under her shoulders, and there were faint red marks on her neck and arms, pink and powdery, rubbing between the smooth skin like cherry blossom petals.
Her brow furrowed slightly, reminding him of the way she cried at the most intense time.
His gaze went down, falling on the pair of jade legs pressed on the quilt, his body tightened, and his sharp eyes stared closely at the white and tender legs, the glamorous color.
It must have been very uncomfortable, he remembered how badly she cried, she kept crying low under him, and when it hurt so badly, she bit his shoulder, and he didn't feel pain at that time, but his body was hotter and more excited, and he wanted to kill her directly in his arms.
The girl moved, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, but did not wake up, but cried again in her sleep, and the thin cry was drawn into his heart, and it was softly teased.
Long Ze pursed his lips, reached out to pick her up, and walked to the bathroom.
Such a large movement made Wen Anan finally wake up, and when he opened his eyes, he looked at the masked face.
She could see his resolute jaw, which was tense at this point, and the arm that held her was strong and strong.
Wen Anan subconsciously struggled for a while, but as soon as his body moved, his facial features tightened - it hurt!
Her body went limp, and she nestled in his arm again without spine, Long Ze smiled, looked at her slightly trembling red lips, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong?" β
An An was scared and aggrieved, her body was still in so much pain, she turned her head and ignored him, her eyes were filled with tears.
The girl's awkward temperament made him inexplicably happy and indescribably relaxed.
Placing her in a bathtub filled with warm water, he immediately removed his bathrobe and sat down across from her without hesitation.
The bathtub was huge, but after his body came in, An An felt like he had nowhere to put his hands and feet, his long legs stretched comfortably, and she was like a little doll sitting in the middle of his body.
Long Ze clearly sensed her fear, but deliberately teased her underwater.
Wen Anan cried out all of a sudden, her face twisted and she cried without looking at him, and her eyelids were also pink.
Her whiteness contrasted sharply with his fine wheat-colored skin, and he grabbed her with a big hand, and his voice was a little cold: "What are you crying about!" β
Could it be that his skills were so poor that she only remembered the pain?
Wen An'an was forced by him to press on her shoulder, her face against his neck, wet and hot, and there was a feeling of dizziness that suffocated her, she begged in a low voice: "Can you let me go?" I can't stand it! β
Long Ze's body stiffened for a moment, and he heard her cry even harder.
After a long time, he heard himself say slowly: "It will hurt the first time, but it won't be in the future!" β
Later......
Wen An'an was in a trance for a moment, and she suddenly struggled violently again: "I don't want it." Don't. You let go of me! β
She twisted hard in his arms, her face full of tears, wet black hair entangled around his body, limbs clinging to him, at this moment, he seemed to be enveloped by her.
Wen An'an, a girl whose fate is closely related to him, made him feel soft-hearted for the first time.
He sued himself so that she would give birth to his child willingly, so he let himself coax her: "Okay, it won't hurt anymore, we'll try it." β
He kissed her lips coaxingly, and Wen An'an's eyes widened in frightβ
"You don't think this is the end of the night, do you?" He whispered on her lips.