Chapter 26: Gentleness
Slender fingers slowly caressed her body, and a demonic voice sounded: "Wen An'an, do you dare to say that you don't feel it?" β
He pulled her up, and the two looked at each other in the dark.
"I didn't." Her voice trembled softly, and he sneered, "Then I'll see if you have one." β
Pushing her down, he clasped her body, and Wen An'an kept struggling and cursing.
"Savor the sensation I give you." His voice was deep, sensual, and hateful.
She was about to curse again when her body stiffened, and all the senses in her body revived, and she bit her lip tightly, enduring the extreme pleasure.
Long Ze kissed her body and stroked it with his big hand, giving her a string of electric shock-like sensations.
"I can't help it, just call it out." His slender fingers suddenly reached into her little mouth, and the little tongue wrapped around her stirred gently.
What a sensitive little thing, just like that, her body softened.
Wen An'an was extremely uncomfortable, but there was a certain secret pleasure in this discomfort.
Her body trembled suddenly, and the feeling scared her, and she screamed, panicking in the darkness.
Long Ze naturally felt the change in her, he kissed her lips, hugged her soft body, and gently coaxed: "Don't be afraid, Wen An'an, you have become a real woman." β
At this time, he wanted to see her intoxicated expression of enjoyment.
So many times, he enjoyed that extreme feeling, but she didn't.
The girl will not be very comfortable for the first time, and the next few times, probably because of fear and nervousness, she has been very tight, and she should not have tasted that extreme feeling.
At this time, she trembled lightly in his arms, so fragile, so frightened, like a frightened little rabbit.
He had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and make her a complete part of his body.
"I'm afraid." Wen An'an's body was still trembling slightly, she was so scared, what did it feel like?
Why does she seem to be out of control, her body is not like her own.
She could only desperately grab the man in front of her and rub herself into his arms hard.
She wept quietly, and though he hadn't really possessed her yet, it was the most touching he had ever felt her.
"Well, don't be afraid, hold me." He hugged her, and felt her pounce on him like a little pigeon, and his heart suddenly softened.
Her body was so sensitive that it scared her.
At the same time, as a man, that kind of vanity, that kind of urgency can be imagined, Long Ze almost impatiently pressed her body, his big hands penetrated into her hair, and when she was vulnerable, he wanted to occupy her tender body in one fell swoop.
Wen An'an closed his eyes, not yet sober, and had been tightly resisted by him.
She shrank in fear, and Long Ze gently kissed her lips to soothe: "Don't be afraid, it will feel better in a while." It won't hurt anymore. β
"Well, I'm likeβ" She nudged him, feeling something was wrong.
Long Ze panted roughly, where could he bear it, and kissed her on the lips as if coaxing, "Good, it won't hurt." Come, spread your legs apart. β
His voice was low and hoarse, with an unquestionable desire, hope.
Wen Anan turned his head and whispered to his lips, "I seem to be here!" β
Long Ze gritted his teeth, "Really? β
If not, he must pinch her to death!
Wen Anan pursed her lips with a hint of crying, "It's true." β
She can't be mistaken, every time she comes, her little belly swells and hurts a little.
Long Ze lay on top of her for a while, and the scorching masculine breath floated on her lips, hot and hot.
After a few moments, he struggled to pull away from her.
The lights in the car turned on, and his face was covered with a mask again.
He was neatly dressed, and she lay almost naked in the back seat of the dark car, a sight that stimulated every man's bestiality.
"Did you bring that?" He picked up her clothes and put her on his lap to get dressed.
He was tall, and she nestled in his arms like a little doll.
Wen An'an was a little uncomfortable, and struggled to get up by herself: "I'll wear it myself." β
He insisted, his burning fingers caressing her body from time to time.
She sat on his lap and felt that he hadn't subsided, but had grown a little more from her struggle.
"That doesn't." She was caught by him, how could there be a tampon, and he had planned to let her have a baby, let alone prepare that kind of thing.
Long Ze glanced at her lightly and picked up his phone: "Go to Shengze Shopping Center." β
The driver came over and sat in the car, a little surprised, it was only half an hour, and Mr. was done?
Although the car moved a few times, it didn't look like it.
But the driver didn't dare to ask, and the car quickly drove out.
When he arrived at the shopping mall, Wen An'an said, "I'll buy it myself." β
"What if you run away?" He gave her a faint look.
Wen An'an pursed her lips, "Then you go." β
The voice was delicate and soft, with the unique softness of a girl, Long Ze's heart fluttered.
"Forget it, there you go!" He was very talkative.
Wen Anan was stunned for a moment, and when she got out of the car, she saw a group of men in black standing behind her.
She was so embarrassed, how could she buy these people after them?
But if she doesn't buy it, what will she use?
At this time, the car door opened, and Long Ze handed her a card: "Take this, the password is your birthday." β
Wen Anan was stunned again, pursed her lips and walked in.
The sanitary napkin was in the department store on the first floor, and after she bought it, one of the attendants said respectfully: "Miss, the bathroom has been cleaned up for you." β
Wen An endured it and walked in.
There was no one in the luxurious restroom, and there were more than a dozen people guarding outside.
She quickly dealt with it, and when she got into the car again, she saw the man in the car on business.
"Okay?" His voice was cold.
Wen An'an nodded.
The man stared at her eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Wen An'an, you are lucky." β
According to his interest today, if she falls into his hands, there will only be one breath left if she is not killed.
Wen An didn't understand, and then the car started, and she didn't want to say, "If you have something, you can go back first!" β
"Go back?" Long Ze put down the business in his hand and looked at her with some playfulness, "Little thing, where am I going?" β
"You, you should have a home!" She stammered.
Wen Anan thought about it, such a man wants to find her to have children, mostly because his noble wife can't give birth or refuses to give birth, so he will pervertedly find a clean body and sow seeds.
And when she said this, Long Ze chuckled, and her warm big hand caressed her delicate face, "I'm not married!" β
Wen An'an opened her mouth wide in disbelief.
"You, obviously very ......" she blushed and couldn't speak.
Long Ze smiled slightly, "Just because a man has experience doesn't mean he has a wife." β
After a pause, he said a little harshly: "If we didn't get married, we didn't do it." β
Wen An'an was so angry that he turned his head and ignored him.
Long Ze only treated her childlike temper as a child, and held her in his arms for a while, his thin lips gently biting her earlobe, and asked in a low voice, "Think my skills are very good?" β
She blushed and didn't speak, Long Ze teased her little mouth, and the notebook had already been pushed aside.
Wen Anan refused, this man is a demon, so she shouldn't be so close to the demon.
The man's lips gently licked her little ears, and the hateful voice sounded, "If you don't want to lick here, I'll think you're more interested in me." β
Wen An'an glared at him and his hateful mask, while he lazily asked, "Have you thought about it?" β
With shame, she gently licked his fingers with her little tongue, and Long Ze's gaze locked tightly on hers.
It wasn't until Holy's villa that he let go of her lips, and Wen Anan felt that his jaw was going numb.
The driver opened the car door for them, Long Ze hugged Wen Anan and got out of the car, she struggled, "Let me down." β
He made a gesture to let go of her, so frightened that Wen An'an immediately hugged his neck.
"Don't you want to come down?" He lowered his head, a smile in his voice.
Wen An'an turned his head over, and Bai Shengsheng's little hand held him.
Zhou Chen watched from afar and smiled faintly.
But I was a little worried in my heart, Wen An'an was a very cute little girl, but Long Ze could marry anyone, but Wen An'an couldn't.
Long Ze carried her in like a princess, and Wen An'an's face suddenly turned pale.
"My stomach hurts." She bit her lip and looked at him.
Long Ze looked at her pale little face and squatted down, "I'll let the doctor show you." β
"No, I want to sleep for a while." She bit her lip, "Would you like to have someone prepare a hot water bottle for me?" β
She was in terrible pain, and fine sweat broke out on her smooth forehead.
She already had menstrual cramps, and she was broken by him, and today she tasted the first extreme, so she was pumping over there, which was very uncomfortable.
Hot water bottles? There is certainly no such thing here.
Long Ze thought about it, and ordered someone to bring in a bowl of hot soup on the phone, and watched her drink it up.
Wen An'an lay down, frowning uncomfortably.
The lights in the room went out with a bang, and the darkness was boundless.
Then, a warm body slipped into the quilt, and she was startled: "What are you doing!" β
The man's voice sounded in the darkness: "What can I do!" β
There was a little bit of anger in his tone, and Wen Anan didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
His big hand rested on her lower abdomen, and she stiffened.
"Scared? Afraid that I will possess you? His voice was as cold as ice.
Wen An'an didn't speak for a while, and then his big hand slowly rubbed on her lower abdomen.
In the dark, she asked sullenly, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to give birth to a child?" β
Long Ze didn't speak, and continued to rub it for her.
Under such tenderness and warmth, she actually relaxed, less uncomfortable, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms softly.
When she woke up, it was already night.
The man was long gone, Wen An'an got up, and Ms. Yan came in to clean up the bed and invite her to dinner.
"Is he still there?" When Wen Anan went to the bathroom, he turned around and asked.
Ms. Yan smiled very shallowly: "Mr. is in the restaurant." β
Wen An'an's face flushed slightly, and then immediately ran into the bathroom.