Chapter 5

Author's Note:

Mwah, love to the 963wjgq fan who loves sweet stories~ and to BBGMISS55 who guessed the plot right on the mark!

Uh~ asking quietly~~ was this night a bit too long?

☆, Chapter 7: I'll Make You Feel Good

Ruan Lin propped his head up and lay on his side next to He Lele, his right hand naturally grabbing the woman’s breasts, playing with them casually.

"You are not allowed to quit. If you think the price isn't enough, I can ask Aunt Yun to increase it, or I can pay you extra." When he heard her say she wanted to quit last night, he was in the middle of venting his anger and didn't take it to heart. He was hosting a dinner for the production crew tonight and had slipped away early to come back, wanting to continue playing from last night, only to find this woman actually packing her luggage!

Did she think just anyone could get into this apartment? Come and go as they pleased?

She even told him to go find other women! If he could just sleep with any woman, why would he need her!

"N-no need. Mm—" As her snow-white breasts were squeezed hard by the man, He Lele couldn't help but groan.

"Are you determined not to do it?" Fine! He had been a bit too intense these past two days, but he had been holding back for seven years. Even when he went abroad for a vacation, paparazzi followed him, and when he went home to visit his mother, he was watched closely by that dead old man. When he came back yesterday, he was full of anger, so... he messed with her a little.

"I, I can't quit, I can't pay the breach of contract fee." Suppressing her feelings of grievance, Lele explained.

Aunt Yun, well done! Ruan Lin praised in his heart, his hand loosening its grip, continuing to tease her with light and heavy touches.

Ever since the five of them moved into this apartment, the managers had been changing one after another like a revolving door, and they were getting harder and harder to find. One could imagine how much effort Aunt Yun had spent to find such a "concubine." If she ran away, who knew how long it would be until the next one, and heaven knows if the next one would be to his liking. He had to at least let her vent for a good while.

Getting up to pull the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window, letting the room fall into complete darkness, Ruan Lin covered He Lele’s soft body again. There were no shoots or announcements tomorrow; he could release himself to his heart’s content. He couldn't let the sunlight ruin his night feast of indulgence.

"Umm..." He Lele, having resigned herself to her fate, gave up all resistance and pleas for mercy. But when she was dizzy from being kissed, she suddenly felt she had forgotten something—ah! Egg fried rice! Fifth floor!

"Mr. Ruan! P-please wait a moment, the gentleman on the fifth floor wants me to—ah..." Before she could finish, the man on top of her had already thrust his hot, hard weapon into her body, rotating and grinding deep inside her, "Ya ah..."

"You haven't satisfied me yet, and you plan to go serve others? Hmm?" Fifth floor, Shentu Mo?

"No... mm, ah..."

A blinding ray of light suddenly pierced into the room from the doorway. Ruan Lin narrowed his eyes, pausing his movements, but he didn't turn back to look at the guy who was interrupting his sex scene.

"Eleven o'clock." A man’s low voice came from the doorway.

"Damn it! Shentu Mo, can't you let me finish first?" Ruan Lin roared.

"I can. Eleven o'clock. If the food I want isn't in front of me by eleven, I'll come and make you feel good." Shentu Mo’s tone had no fluctuation.

"You motherfucker! Close the door!"

The light disappeared.

"Shentu Mo wanted food?"

He Lele’s heart was almost paralyzed. Being pressed under one stranger while another appeared...

Without He Lele answering, Ruan Lin knew it was likely true. The alarm just now must have been the cooking time this woman set. Damn it.

Everyone in the industry knew that Muse’s gold-medal producer Shentu Mo was a devil who ate people without spitting out the bones, and when he was hungry, he was a demon king who would even eat the devil! Anyone who dared to delay his meal...

Ruan Lin cursed under his breath. Although he could ignore Shentu Mo, the five people in this apartment had always kept to themselves, and he didn't need to make trouble for himself.

"Woman, relax!" As he said this, Ruan Lin lifted He Lele’s legs toward her chest, forcing her honey garden to be raised high, facing his waist and abdomen.

Ruan Lin took a deep breath, leaned down to kiss He Lele’s red lips like fat, and his waist began to thrust wildly.

"Umm... mm... ah ah—"

At 10:58, He Lele finally managed to deliver the fried rice to Shentu Mo with two minutes to spare, and she had to be thankful that Shentu Mo wasn't on his own floor, the fifth, but was sitting at the dining table.

Seeing "the gentleman on the fifth floor" eating the fried rice in silence, He Lele’s heart remained hanging high. For some reason, she had a feeling that if she hadn't managed to bring the fried rice to him before eleven, the consequences would definitely be terrifying.

However, terrifying? After experiencing these two nights, she should be immune to those two words. Her gaze inadvertently glanced at a figure who had just walked out of her bedroom: fair bare feet, dark gray plaid suit pants, sexy and alluring mermaid line, firm and clear abdominal muscles, broad chest, perfectly curved chin, handsome and charming face—

"Ruan Lin?"

The actor Ruan Lin, whose temperament killed men, women, and children alike? The most iconic powerhouse actor Ruan Lin? The last noble gentleman of the entertainment industry, Ruan Lin?

Author's Note:

Compared to Shentu Mo~ Ruan Lin is much easier to deal with~~ Hehehehehe~

I finally fixed the message board today~~ Everyone, feel free to come and leave a footprint when you have time~~ It’s fate that brings us together from thousands of miles away!!

Blowing on the little fan from maiyau, eating the fruit-flavored shaved ice given by Qianran~ holding the love candies from alcvbn126317~ Jiangshan’s life is getting better and better! Wahahahaha~~

So... tomorrow... hmm... a double update?

☆, Chapter 8: Gold-Medal Producer

She must have seen wrong! How could it be! That sex maniac, pervert, beast, lecher, bastard... how could it be Ruan Lin!