Chapter 106

He sealed her lips and tongue tightly, licking, kissing, gnawing, like a tornado passing through, like a bandit invading, plundering everything in her mouth—tongue, saliva, oxygen...

If it weren't for the fact that her weak little cave was still being densely and fiercely pumped by him, constantly stimulating her nerves, perhaps she would have fainted from lack of oxygen long ago.

Several times, when she was about to faint, he would thrust in forcefully and barbarically, hitting the most sensitive spot in her body roughly, making her stiffen and struggle like a dying fish, yet she couldn't let out a single moan.

Her toes couldn't take it and curled up tightly; her legs couldn't maintain the open posture anymore and slowly, with difficulty, clamped his firm waist. Every time he entered, it felt like a pile driver hitting her flower heart heavily, making her scalp tingle as she felt his thick, long shape.

She couldn't stop trembling wildly in his arms. The pleasure of her body had exceeded its capacity, yet she couldn't find release, and could only pile it up, pile it up, and pile it up again—it was painful to be so happy!

Feeling her increasingly intense trembling and the increasingly tight contraction of her honey cave, Ji Jie reached out to the junction of the two, pressed his middle finger onto the round, swollen flower core, and ground it heavily.

"Mm—" No! The flower core was feeling a sweet, honey-like comfort, but in the flower cave, it was an invasive pleasure that was bursting to the limit and painful to endure from the friction!

The honey fluid was bullied and constantly pumped out by him, but he used the honey fluid to move up and down, left and right, deep and shallow, light and heavy, in and out.

Ah... no, she, she was about to reach...

The spasm of the little cave was too obvious. Ji Jie released her lips and licked his upper lip charmingly. His middle finger, which had been playing with her flower core, slid down slightly, actually wanting to squeeze into her tight little cave along with his fierce blade—

"No, don't!" He Lele finally begged out loud.

The other hand covered her round, spicy breasts and kneaded them playfully, pinching the nipple and rotating it with a little force, causing her to frown and lift her chest. Seeing that she was about to bite her tongue again, a cold chill passed through Ji Jie's eyes, and his middle finger, which had been outside the cave, instantly thrust in.

"Ah, ah, ah—"

Without slowing down his lower half, Ji Jie's finger went straight for her excitement point, thrusting at a high frequency against the round, hard spot—

"No, no, ah—"

The spring tide surged.

Ji Jie withdrew his fierce blade abruptly, while his finger continued to stimulate her little cave, satisfied to see her enthusiasm spraying because of him. When the spray slowed down, he inserted the fierce blade again, making her twitch violently again before withdrawing to admire the beautiful scenery below her. After a few times, until she cried and begged for mercy, he finally indulged his desire completely, pumping and thrusting in her body until he was satisfied!

When Shentu Mo pushed the door and entered, Ji Jie happened to be panting and ejaculating his essence.

Shentu Mo checked the time, walked to the two of them, and made a call to have food delivered. His cold eyes glanced at the puddle of water by his seat, and then at Ji Jie, who was fastening his belt.

Ji Jie smiled awkwardly yet shamelessly, and then picked up He Lele, who was paralyzed on the office desk, "Borrowing your lounge."

Although he had lost his gentle lover demeanor this time, at least he was gentle at the end.

Easily subduing He Lele's resistance, Ji Jie carefully cleaned her body—in fact, although he was gentle to his bed partners, he hadn't cared for any woman like this before! It could be considered... compensation for just now.

Helping He Lele dry her hair in front of the bathroom mirror and rubbing her soft long hair, Ji Jie's mood cleared up again. If only she were always this obedient... coming home after work every day to hold her and do it a few times, then helping her dry her hair like this, holding her soft body, and sleeping—it would definitely be very comfortable.

"...Give up on Shentu, how about me?" Ji Jie said in a moment of heat.

He Lele turned to look at him, unable to speak.

Is it fun? Is this a man's competitive spirit? Seeing others fail, he wants to try even more to prove that he is stronger than others?

She shook her head. A pathetic human nature.

Seeing He Lele shake her head, Ji Jie's ears turned slightly red. He stared at He Lele, his tone unkind, "Don't say I didn't warn you—if you want to play schemes with Shentu, you're destined to get nothing!"

Is that so? To put it the other way around, if they thought her target was Shentu Mo, would she really get nothing?

If it was Shentu Mo, using him as a reason to reject them would be very convincing, right?

Well, okay then.

"I don't care, as long as I can stay by his side for a few months, that's enough."

"..." Ji Jie gritted his teeth. He turned and walked out of the bathroom, put on his clothes, and went out. The office outside had been cleaned up, but Shentu Mo was still sitting on the sofa reading documents.

Looking at his childhood friend and close friend of nearly thirty years, Ji Jie didn't know what was pressing on his heart and choking him at this moment.

"...What's wrong?" Shentu Mo raised his head slightly and looked at him quietly.

There was always a quiet atmosphere around Shentu Mo, and it had been like that since he was a child. Whether it was his peers or his elders, everyone naturally respected and trusted Shentu. Shentu wasn't incapable of making mistakes, but... even when Shentu made mistakes, people felt it was only right and proper. No one in the entire Muse could raise the emotion of "wanting to blame" when facing Shentu.

His old man once said that Shentu was a born emperor. His buddy was a born emperor—he had never been jealous, because he was a born carefree king. Happily enjoying life, enjoying women, enjoying work. Many times, he actually felt that he lived more successfully than Shentu! Because he enjoyed life every day, instead of just working like Shentu.

However, now... this unspeakable sourness, frustration, and unwillingness in his heart—was it called jealousy?

*Mwah* ladies~~

Xinyu~~ making up for two updates~ wishing you happiness~~~ *cough cough*~~ although there's still no boat with Shentu~~ *wahahahahaha*~~ *cough cough*~

Thanks to Feng Guangmingmei and ivy_love for the "all-in-one" update requests~~

Thanks to asdfxcvb for the smoothie~~ yuanchang09 for the latte~~ dan11 for the spiked club~

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