Chapter 164

"Ah mm..." The pure, happy stimulation made her little buttocks contract even more fiercely, and his gentle thrusting gave her over-excited nerves a space to breathe, releasing gentle and comfortable signals...

Lowering his eyes to look at her comfortable and intoxicated expression, Producer Shentu Mo's thrusting movements became even gentler, and his fingertips swayed back and forth on her flower clitoris along with the frequency of the thrusting, causing her to twitch and moan delicately.

He never served women.

But making her happy... was very interesting.

"Ya ah..." His rare gentleness made her body feel so satisfied that she didn't want it to stop, and it also gave her heart a little comfort. She knew this speed wasn't his habit, and it was hard to satisfy his needs, but she really wanted to just do it like this until the end.

"Mo... mm..."

"Mm?" He had always disliked women calling his name without permission, but she always called it in a way that was pleasing to the ear.

Now that he thought about it, this little woman seemed to have broken quite a few of his precedents without him realizing it.

"Just like this... ah... do it slowly, okay... I really, like it..." While panting delicately, He He Lele said her request with a blushing little face.

"..." Like... the two words entered his ears, suddenly bringing a trace of palpitation. Palpitation? Was it possible that he would have a day where he was palpitated by a woman? Or rather, did he even have the emotion of "palpitation" to begin with? "Like what?" His two fingers pinched her flower core, gently rubbing.

"Ya ah... Mo! I, I like you—"

"She likes you to be a bit rougher." Ji Jie's mocking voice suddenly sounded behind Producer Shentu Mo.

Producer Shentu Mo frowned slightly, his giant object paused slightly, but the woman beneath him was so satisfied by the sudden stimulation that she clamped down on him, so he had to continue thrusting gently to let her relax.

But He He Lele couldn't relax at this moment, "No, it's not, I..."

"Don't you always like it rougher? The rougher it is, the more beautifully you squirt down there. Heh..." Ji Jie walked to the side of the two of them, seemingly relaxed, leaning back against the kitchen counter, tilting his head to look sideways at He He Lele, who had a face full of panic and humiliation on the counter, "This woman is like she's made of water; no matter how many times you do it, she can squirt everywhere. I've played with so many women, she's the most lewd one I've ever seen."

"... What is it."

"Nothing, just seeing you playing so happily, I just wanted to join in." Ji Jie shrugged.

Producer Shentu Mo glanced coldly at Ji Jie, and the movements at his crotch finally stopped completely.

Ji Jie knew he was being despicable to the extreme this time, but he couldn't control his mouth anymore. As soon as he heard this woman beside him wanting to confess, he just wanted to block her mouth!

Despicable or not, shameless or not, he wanted this woman!

Yes, he was afraid. He was afraid that if Producer Shentu knew this woman's heart, he would be moved and would claim her as his own! And once this woman was truly marked with "Producer Shentu," then he... would absolutely not allow himself to have any thoughts of possessing her again! So Producer Shentu, please, don't take a fancy to this woman!

Producer Shentu Mo looked at Ji Jie for several seconds, then slowly pulled out his desire. He He Lele also let go of her legs, turning over and getting off the kitchen counter, weak and powerless. She was just about to pick up the damp jeans on the ground when she was grabbed by the arm by Ji Jie and pulled into his embrace, lying against his chest.

"Don't move now, there will be a time when I need you to move." Ji Jie slapped her delicate, perky, beautiful buttocks to stop her struggling, and then with his beautiful, pretty hand, he pulled the little panties that He He Lele hadn't taken off down to the middle of her thighs, revealing her peach-heart-shaped lewd buttocks to the eyes of him and Producer Shentu Mo.

He He Lele closed her eyes in sorrow, her hands gripping the fabric at Ji Jie's waist tightly.

The trembling in his arms made Ji Jie hesitate and regret for a moment, but facing the brother he had grown up with, facing this competition that he had lost from the very beginning, he could only let himself be cruelly despicable to the end!

Before Producer Shentu was moved, he had to kill off the possibility of Producer Shentu taking a fancy to her!

Holding her buttocks and lifting her up, his hands gently spread her plump, beautiful buttock petals, revealing her small, shy chrysanthemum bud that was trying its best to contract.

"Have you tried her here? It's very good, she likes men fucking her from behind the most." Seeing Producer Shentu Mo was tidying his pants, Ji Jie continued to insult He He Lele, "If she were fucked through from front and back at the same time, she would definitely like it until she went crazy."

I'm sorry, He Lele, I'm sorry, I swear, except for this matter, I, Ji Jie, will never say any words that hurt you again, or do anything that hurts you! I will cherish you, dote on you, hold you in the palm of my hand, and give you everything you want!

Producer Shentu Mo stared coldly at the chrysanthemum cave between Ji Jie's palms, fastened his belt, turned his eyes, and turned around—

"Mo... I want... don't go, give it to me..." The sorrowful and alluring plea came from He He Lele's pure and beautiful voice, simultaneously hooking the hearts and souls of the two heaven-favored sons.

Ji Jie looked down in shock—

She looked up slightly to look at him, but unlike the lewd words in her little mouth, there was no desire, no begging in her eyes, only deep anger, contempt, naked disgust, and provocation!

She had seen through his intentions!

An inexplicable and deep fear immediately surrounded Ji Jie, but looking at her eyes, which were like the starry night sky, he couldn't say any words to beg for her forgiveness!

He He Lele sneered and pouted, let go of the hand gripping his waist, reached back to slide over her buttock petals, inserted two fingers into her dripping flower cave to hook a smear of honey liquid, and slowly applied it to the tender stamen at the center of her buttocks. Under the eyes of the two men, she squeezed her two fingers into her chrysanthemum cave...

"Mm... Mo, so itchy... help me... Mo..." The chrysanthemum cave was so tight that she could only insert one knuckle, but she desperately called out to Producer Shentu Mo.

Ji Jie deliberately insulted her in front of Producer Shentu Mo, reminding Producer Shentu Mo what kind of lewd, promiscuous woman she was, afraid that she would successfully seduce Producer Shentu Mo and trick Producer Shentu Mo's heart?

Don't worry, he didn't need to waste his breath reminding her, she would... be lewd for Producer Shentu Mo to see herself!

Looking back pitifully at Producer Shentu Mo, He He Lele bit her lip, her gaze sliding to the still-vigorous protrusion at his crotch, her fingers embedded in her chrysanthemum cave twitching slightly.

"..." Producer Shentu Mo narrowed his black eyes, finally strode toward the naked He He Lele, unfastened the belt he had just fastened, pulled down his zipper, took out his desire that hadn't subsided in the slightest, pushed aside the fingers that were blocking his way, and aimed at the lewd cave entrance that was begging to be fucked, thrusting in hard.

"Ah ah—"

Author's Note: ===== CHAPTER 165 =====