Chapter 33

He Lele's eyes looked at the pillow without focus. "You can use my body as you please, or order me to do all the work of taking care of your lives, but... please don't tease me, don't make me do things that don't need to be done just for the sake of your own amusement. Please let me keep my most basic dignity..."

Her heart ached inexplicably... Her originally pleasant mood was stirred into a mess by her repressed words. This woman... this woman!

Ruan Lin pushed He Lele off him and pressed her face-down on the bed. One hand grabbed her waistband, but he hesitated to pull it down. Just now... he felt this woman was so far, so far away from him, as if she might disappear from his sight at any moment with something. No, he wouldn't allow it! She wasn't allowed to go anywhere! She had to stay honestly under him, be fucked by him until she cried and screamed! Be fucked by him until she lost her mind and soul!

Damn it! Why couldn't his hand move!

The sound of a car driving in came from outside the room.

"...Mr. Ruan."

Ruan Lin swallowed his breath and sat back on the bed to read the script. "Pretend I said nothing."

"...Thank you." He Lele got off the bed, looked back at him with some surprise, lowered her head, curled her lips into a slight smile, and turned to tidy her clothes, preparing to leave.

"Wait..." A large hand grabbed her and pulled He Lele's body back again, staring at her little face for a long while... She looked quite pleasing to the eye when she smiled... He pulled her closer and kissed her lips, then quickly released her.

"Don't you know how to kiss? If you can't even satisfy me with this, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait two more days."

"I..." He Lele lowered her head and bit her lip. She really didn't know how; before, it was always them...

"Kiss me."

Timidly peeking at his dark, demonic eyes, He Lele shifted her gaze down to his lips—once she looked, she almost couldn't look away. His lips... were like a masterpiece meticulously carved and conjured by God. The perfect shape made one feel that using "thick" or "thin" to describe them was an insult to their flawlessness. The alluring lip color was between pink and rose-red, full and plump, glowing with healthy luster.

Gulp! The sound of swallowing saliva echoed in He Lele's ears.

The man slightly curled the corners of his lips, and those lip petals, which attracted souls like a devil's fruit, instantly became even more seductive... Ruan Lin didn't urge her, just smiled and watched her; he knew very well the seductive power of his lips on women.

Staring at Ruan Lin's lips, He Lele trembled her eyelashes and leaned her own lips forward. As the distance grew closer, she almost didn't dare to breathe—no wonder when she went to Ruan Lin's fan club yesterday, many fans said they would kiss a poster until it was covered in saliva every day...

A light touch, and although the sensation on her lips was clearly soft, it seemed to numb her whole body. Just as she wanted to pull away, the man had already pressed against the back of her head and taken the initiative, devouring her lip petals. His flexible, supple tongue swept across the inside and outside of her pearly teeth, teasing back and forth on her sensitive upper palate mucosa, stirring up waves of unbearable, tingling itchiness that made her whole body tense up.

"Mm-un—" So, so itchy...

Ruan Lin kissed with growing excitement. His free hand subconsciously wrapped around He Lele's back to unhook her bra, pulling the delicate frame in front of him toward his already hot body, his palm wandering and kneading her smooth torso back and forth.

Click, click. The door opened and closed.

"By the way, I've signed a few more newcomers. I'll arrange for someone else to come over and take care of you later. When I'm not here, if you have any problems, you can have him coordinate first. But he can't enter the apartment, so... try to take care of your own body as much as possible, don't make me worry too much."

"Mm. With Miss He here, you don't need to worry about me too much."

"...With her here, I'm even more worried. You be careful she doesn't crawl into your bed in the middle of the night."

Hearing the conversation between Ji Jie and Qin Zhixiu, He Lele finally found the strength to push away the insatiable Ruan Lin, breathing quickly and softly, not daring to look at him.

"I, I'll go make dinner."

As soon as He Lele stepped out the door, she met the gazes of Ji Jie and Qin Zhixiu. Ji Jie snorted coldly and glanced at her chest with contempt.

He Lele followed his gaze and looked down, only to find her bra bulging strangely—

"Heh... come here, I'll help you hook it back up." Ruan Lin, who had followed her out of the bedroom, said to her shamelessly.

Heavens! This man! Did this man know how to write the words "shame"? He Lele, her whole body stiff, roared in her heart with grief and indignation.

That night, Shentu Mo and Mu Wei still hadn't returned to the apartment. After dinner, Qin Zhixiu originally wanted to find He Lele to chat about how to pursue Du Wei, but who knew that Ji Jie would come downstairs after showering, sitting on the living room carpet with the posture of "wiping away the shame," and then Ruan Lin also came upstairs wrapped in a bath towel. Ruan Lin, who originally intended to drag He Lele downstairs, saw the three of them playing cards and couldn't help but feel interested. He sat behind He Lele without fear of exposure, circled her in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and watched her play cards.

At Ruan Lin's suggestion, the three of them boredly started a punishment of sticking paper strips.

He Lele was between laughter and tears. She didn't know if it was because of her "gaze phobia" that she couldn't calmly remember or calculate cards under the three of them's gaze, or if it was because the bulge under Ruan Lin's bath towel behind her was staring eagerly at her buttocks, making her distracted from time to time. In any case, she was far below her standard tonight. Every time she lost a hand, Ruan Lin would be particularly excited, wetting the paper strip with saliva and sticking it on her face. Once a paper strip dried and fell off, he could actually catch it in mid-air, then wet it with saliva and "slap" it onto her face. Whenever she glared at him with resentment, he would laugh even more happily and hold her even tighter.

If He Lele was below standard tonight, then Ji Jie had simply lost his intelligence. Not only was his card playing completely without logic, but he also often missed cards. When he had to stick paper strips on himself, his face looked as foul as if someone had cuckolded him...

☆, Chapter 39: Between the Legs

When Qin Zhixiu, with his clean, flawless face, finished composing in his head and picked up the music score book, Ji Jie tore the paper strip off his face, stood up, and walked toward the elevator with heavy steps, not bothering to care whether he had "wiped away the shame" or not.

He Lele looked up at Ji Jie and was just about to tear off her paper strips when she was grabbed by the arms from behind by Ruan Lin and lifted off the ground.

"Ruan Lin! I still have to clean up..."

"It's okay, I'll clean it up later." Qin Zhixiu smiled as he watched the two, not surprised by their intimate behavior. In fact, except for music and Du Wei, he didn't care about anything else.

Watching helplessly as Ruan Lin carried her all the way back to the bedroom, He Lele couldn't help but speak:

"You... aren't you going back to your own room?"

Ruan Lin bit her earlobe. "I found that you are more comfortable to sleep with than my bed."

"Then, then this room is yours, I'll go sleep in another guest room."

"Didn't you hear clearly? I said... 'you' are more comfortable to sleep with than my bed."

"Mm—"