Chapter 31

"Miss He, sorry about this. Brother Lin drank a bit too much; I'll have to trouble you to take care of him."

"...You're too kind. This is what I should do. Thank you for your hard work."

Watching Ruan Lin's nanny van leave, He Lele closed the door and looked at Ruan Lin's flushed, handsome face.

"You drank too much?" Weren't you afraid of showing your true colors?

Ruan Lin looked down at her, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her up, and hooked her legs around his waist.

"Ah—"

"Who did you say drank too much?"

☆, Chapter 36: Ruan Lin Drunk

"I... mm—" Just as He Lele wanted to "explain the situation," Ruan Lin kissed her lips fiercely. While biting her lip petals to pry open her pearly teeth, he curled his tongue around hers and sucked, leaving her unable to break free, all while striding toward her bedroom.

The smell of alcohol all over him and his lips made He Lele feel a bit dizzy. She could only hold onto his shoulders and let him ravage her lips and tongue until she was heavily pressed onto the bed by him. Only then did she react and desperately try to dodge his lips.

"No, no, I—"

Ruan Lin covered her mouth with one hand, his eyes, inches away, filled with deep drunkenness. "It's... not time to say no yet... In a while, I'll make you cry and say no... cry and beg me to go faster, harder, deeper... beg me not to stop..."

The man spoke lewd words while his body pressed tightly against the delicate frame beneath him, thrusting a few times. His brows and body were filled with wild charm, but the next second, he collapsed onto He Lele, hugged her tightly, and rested his head on her supple breasts, closing his eyes.

"This time... it's not a dream, right? If I dream again, I'll... suffocate... Don't you dare run. I... I'll sleep for a while first, and then later I'll properly..."

Five seconds later, a light, sweet snoring sound came from her chest.

...Another one who insisted on holding on. Clearly drunk to the point of collapse, but he would definitely force himself to stay upright until he was somewhere no one could see before falling.

He Lele struggled with great effort to move out of Ruan Lin's tight embrace and, with great foresight, ran to the kitchen to get a basin. Sure enough, not long after, Ruan Lin began to vomit...

Just how much did he drink?

After tossing and turning for over half an hour, Ruan Lin finally calmed down. He Lele expertly disposed of the filth and ventilated the room. After hesitating for a few seconds, she let out a soft sigh and stripped Ruan Lin bare...

"Mm..." Ruan Lin groaned softly. His head felt so heavy, and he couldn't open his eyes? What was wrong with him?

So hot... it felt as if every hair and every cell was burning. His throat, his mouth... so dry... Damn it! That group of people actually intended to get him drunk! How could he be drunk? He still had to properly fuck that woman...

Mm... so cool, so comfortable... Who is it?

Ruan Lin struggled to open his eyes. The woman who had been fucked to death in his dreams for the past two days was using a wet towel to carefully wipe his burning body.

Her soft little hands gently brushed over his scorching skin, bringing an indescribable comfort and lightness. Where she wiped back and forth, the dry heat gradually receded, and a tingling coolness penetrated straight into his bones.

Quietly gazing at the little woman working hard on top of him, Ruan Lin's heart... was surprisingly calm. He didn't want to think about anything; he just wanted to drown in this moment... so quiet, so peaceful, so... complete.

The woman didn't seem to notice he had woken up and was still lifting his arm, gently soothing him. Ruan Lin suddenly grabbed He Lele's soft hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Don't move..." Let him hold her for a while. Soft, cool... a gentle little woman who let him bully her... If she weren't a woman who sold her body... if he had met her somewhere else, perhaps...

"Mr. Ruan? I made some hangover soup, I'll go—"

"Are you that short of money?" Ruan Lin spoke in a rare, soft voice inside the apartment.

"..." He Lele didn't understand why he asked that. She thought for a moment and shook her head. Although she had no money, she didn't spend much here either.

"...If you're not short of money, why do this kind of work? Are you born cheap and begging to be fucked?" Hearing He Lele's answer, a surge of anger rushed to Ruan Lin's head. He turned over, pressed her down, and said sternly. He... he had actually just thought he had fallen for this woman! Damn it!

He Lele's little face instantly lost all color. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. She blinked to suppress the soreness in her eyes and reached out to push Ruan Lin off her.

"I'll go get you the hangover soup." What could she say? Say she didn't know this job required selling her body? Would he believe her? He had raped her before she knew anything... Was it any use saying these things now? Could it change the established fact?

"No need—using your body to sober up is the most appropriate." Ruan Lin savagely tore open He Lele's shirt and was about to rip off her bra when—

"I'm on my period; it's not convenient for you to sober up." The sentence was spoken without a single fluctuation, just like her daily greetings—calm and composed.

Ruan Lin's deep black eyes darkened. "...It doesn't matter; I can use other places." Ruan Lin reached under her to knead her plump, rounded buttocks. "Has Shentu touched here?"

"No, don't!" He Lele finally panicked, her little face filled with fear and pleading. If he entered there, her body would definitely be ruined! "Ruan Lin! I beg you! Go find another woman! You're so handsome, and... and so capable, there must be many women willing to let you hold them! Really!"

"..." Of course he knew plenty of women begged him to fuck them! But he only wanted to fuck her right now! This stupid, death-defying woman! "Do you want me to go fuck other women that much? Hmm?" Clamping He Lele's chin, Ruan Lin's eyes were filled with gloom.

He Lele smiled bitterly, helpless. She had forgotten he couldn't expose his true nature in front of other women. "Three more days. After three days, I'll be clean. By then, I'll listen to whatever you say. I beg you, don't touch that place."

Deeply staring at the woman beneath him for a long while, Ruan Lin finally snorted, ripped off her bra, and bit down on one of her breasts, sipping lightly and sucking heavily. His tongue nimbly teased the erect red berry, pushing it down and letting it pop back into his mouth.

"Ruan Lin..." Did he have to make her cry and beg him?

"...Got it." The man muttered, his rich voice filled with deep dissatisfaction.

"I, I'll go get the hangover soup."

Ruan Lin grunted and played with her breasts for a long time before letting go and letting her get up.