Chapter 211

Jiji and the others entered the room afterward, looking at the two of them with different thoughts.

He Lele continued to struggle to get up, but Seeing Ruan Lin gave her rounded buttocks a slap that was neither light nor heavy, though a second later, he tenderly rubbed the spot he had just slapped.

"Sorry... don't go." His voice was filled with deep sleepiness and pleading.

Hearing this... He Lele stopped struggling.

Later, Jiji called back to the country and found out that Seeing Ruan Lin had made an unprecedented, selfish request to the production crew, asking them to adjust the schedule and concentrate on filming his scenes consecutively. The intensive shooting schedule was too much even for the rotating directing team, but Seeing Ruan Lin completed every scene with high quality, forcing the originally dissatisfied cast and crew to admire him and work their hardest to cooperate with his progress. Several actresses who had scenes with him were so tired they cried like babies after filming, but thanks to his guidance and help during the process, they all gained significant experience and growth, making their perception of him even more complex...

Sure enough... he was exhausted! He Lele looked at the hand Seeing Ruan Lin was holding. From yesterday until now, he had almost never let go of her. He...

Sorry, sorry... thank you, but... sorry.

She and him, and them—it really wasn't suitable, shouldn't be, and was impossible.

Author's Note:

The connection between the girls and Jiangshan is getting stronger~~ Haha. ~~ How did everyone think of Mine Owner Ruan? Now no girls can say I'm Mine Owner Ruan's biological mother, right? Hehehehe~~ I told you girls not to rush~~ Everyone has their own main battlefield~~

Group hug to the girls!!!

Thanks to the girls for the votes~~ comments~~ thanks to the girls for the support~~ thanks to the girls for the enthusiastic gifts!! Love you all forever!!

☆, (9 Fresh Coins) Chapter 185: She Doesn't Love Him

"Mm..." Lying on the pillow, He Lele frowned, enduring the deep, slapping insertions from behind. The lust-fluid was constantly being pounded out, wetting the bedsheets beneath her knees along the inner thighs. From time to time, lust-fluid would splash out due to his rapid thrusting, splattering onto his groin and the base of his thighs, only to be rammed back into her beautiful, reddened buttocks.

The lustful meat-hole shimmered with a silver light inside and out. The wet, slippery honey-fluid made his thrusting incredibly pleasurable, while also making her even more sensitive and fragile.

"Ah... Lin..." The accumulated pleasure swirled and rushed toward the crest of a wave. The pleasure was fierce, invading her body until her blood felt almost paralyzed. The thick rod was persistently performing piston movements inside her, thrusting until the soft petals were squeezed into the meat-hole, only to be ruthlessly pulled out and rubbed back in again. Every fold inside the lust-hole was scraped by the ferocious crown, and her delicate meat-walls trembled and twitched countless times. She both loved and feared that majestic male desire-root—loving the supreme pleasure and numbness it brought, and fearing its unrestrained, endless demands and forceful seizure.

After a series of intense twitches and shudders, Seeing Ruan Lin flipped He Lele's limp body over, holding her tightly to drink the nectar from her mouth. The giant object beneath him expertly squeezed in again, inserting and withdrawing fully, rubbing against the slightly hard spot that was most sensitive inside her, knocking against the sore core deep within her small hole, infinitely prolonging her chaotic orgasm.

After getting off the plane in the afternoon, Seeing Ruan Lin still held He Lele's hand without letting go. Jiji issued a warning to no avail, so he had to contact the airport to take the VIP channel. Back at the apartment, Seeing Ruan Lin hugged her and slept for half a day, and after waking up, he...

Her body was sore and numb. The small hole, which had been invaded and inserted by the thick rod for several consecutive hours, felt a faint, stinging pain. Although the immense pleasure didn't make her feel uncomfortable, she knew very well that if this continued, it would be hard to say.

"Seeing Ruan Lin... I, I..." Thinking about how he must have really needed to vent after being on the production crew for so long, He Lele found it hard to speak.

Staring at her unbearable appearance, Seeing Ruan Lin paused his thrusting and gently laid her down, supporting himself with one arm, half-pressing on her delicate body.

"... Tired?"

He didn't pull out, still standing hard as steel inside her lower body. Such scorching, exuberant desire couldn't help but make her feel a bit guilty.

She couldn't satisfy him.

Biting her lip, "..."

"Hm?" Her voice was too small; he really hadn't heard clearly.

"... Behind."

"..." Seeing Ruan Lin couldn't help but curve his lips, his noble and handsome face full of charming smiles. "As you wish."

Two fingers hooked a smear of honey-fluid and applied it to the small chrysanthemum bud behind her. Just as one knuckle pierced in, it was almost impossible to go deeper. Looking at her extremely shy little face with a sexy gaze, Seeing Ruan Lin pulled out his hard rod, slid down his strong body, and held the small pearl-bud between her valleys, sucking and nibbling it delicately, while the long finger in the chrysanthemum bud took the opportunity to open up new territory.

"Mm-un... ah..." The delicate, enduring low moans were exceptionally provocative.

Seeing Ruan Lin couldn't help but increase the sucking, lightly biting the tender flesh beside the pearl, while two fingers rapidly thrust and stirred in the chrysanthemum-hole.

"Ah-ah... enough, enough! Don't, ah..."

He couldn't hold back either, pulling out his fingers, rapidly rubbing the small pearl, and thrusting into her extremely tight chrysanthemum honey-path amidst her shrill moans.

"Ah..."

His fingers continued to stimulate the clitoris, he leaned down to nibble her nipples, and his rod began to slowly enter and exit the other, most hidden lust-hole.

Her slender waist twisted uncontrollably under his thrusts, not knowing whether to dodge or welcome. Her rosy little mouth opened and closed slightly, escaping melodious cries from her throat.

"Ah... ah... mm... mm-un..."

Her butt was stretched to the point of fullness, but combined with the stimulation on the clitoris, it was an indescribable satisfaction and excitement. Even her small hole rose with an empty, itchy numbness, her nipples felt both painful and comfortable, and her whole body was immersed in a sea of desire, feeling comfortable to the extreme.

To be able to feel this comfortable even when being inserted in the chrysanthemum-hole, her body was truly—hopeless... He Lele thought with a bit of sadness.

The terrifying rod moved slowly but persistently between her white, tender buttocks. The lustful scene was reflected in Seeing Ruan Lin's rather imposing eyes, and waves of softness rippled from his eyes into his heart.

He knew—she was accommodating him.

His little woman. Sometimes gentle, sometimes stubborn, the little woman he could do nothing about... the little woman who didn't love him.

These past few days, several actresses he worked with had asked him out for meals, art exhibitions... From their eyes, he could clearly see their admiration and fascination for him, proving that his charm hadn't diminished.