Chapter 52

Mu Wei sighed; of course he knew. "I'm sorry, I promise I absolutely won't do anything to hurt your friend or family again. Can you... please stop crying."

Crying? Was she crying? He Lele touched her cheek. "I'm not crying."

"I mean, don't cry anymore in the future." Mu Wei's tone couldn't help but be a bit guilty.

"...Is this a threat?"

"You—" The anger rose, but it leaked away completely the moment he saw her eyes. "I won't let anyone hurt you again, including myself, so... don't cry anymore."

☆, Chapter 62: From Now On

"Earlier, Ruan Lin was looking for you," Mu Wei said suddenly while eating dinner.

Ruan Lin? He Lele paused, put down her rice bowl, took out her phone, which had been turned off for several days, stared at it for a long time, and finally turned it on.

Escapism couldn't solve problems at any time. After being decadent for three days, she should pull herself together. Given Lingyu's personality, if she suddenly cut off all contact with her, Lingyu would definitely be suspicious. It would be better to fade it out slowly.

Ruan Lin's phone was set to voicemail; he was probably filming. He Lele sent a text message asking about him, then put away her phone and continued to feed Mu Wei.

"..." Was returning Ruan Lin's call more important than feeding him? Mu Wei couldn't hide his displeasure and picked up the chopsticks with his left hand to eat by himself. He wasn't left-handed, but his left hand was more flexible than the average person's right hand.

He Lele looked at his incredibly flexible left hand and slowly withdrew the rice spoon.

After eating two mouthfuls by himself, Mu Wei regretted it. He peeked at He Lele on the side, and seeing her quietly watching him without saying a word, his heart couldn't help but drum.

She wouldn't be angry, would she? Really, his brain must be fried! He had been pretending for so many days!

"...You should still feed me; it's inconvenient for me to lie on my stomach."

"..."

He Lele picked up the rice spoon again, but her phone rang suddenly.

"Mr. Ruan?"

"Call me Ruan Lin."

"...Ruan Lin."

"Did you... have something happen?"

"..." He Lele closed her eyes slightly, a self-deprecating smile curling at the corners of her mouth. What she wanted most right now was not anyone's concern. The weak her always craved others' warmth, so she could only become a burden to others and bring trouble to her friends. And in these three days, she had thought very clearly: from now on, she would walk her path alone. Even if she were lonely, sad, or upset, she would never rely on anyone.

"I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

"Really?"

"Yes, Mr. Ruan."

"You—I'll find time to come back tonight. You'd better not be hiding anything."

It was clearly a threat, yet it was said so gently, as if it were just casual banter between friends. He Lele suddenly admired the man on the other end of the phone—this man, for the sake of his acting career, fought against his true nature day after day, never relaxing himself as long as he was out of the apartment. If she had his perseverance—she would definitely be able to become strong.

She would. Even if she were alone, she would definitely be able to live happily and joyfully! Her name was Lele, He Lele!

"He Lele... do you like Ruan Lin?" Mu Wei asked in a deep voice.

He Lele lowered her head and glanced at him faintly. "...If it's compared to you, yes."

"You—"

At 8:20 in the evening, He Lele was tidying up in the kitchen. Earlier, she had sent a text message to Ruan Lin asking if she should prepare something for him to eat. Ruan Lin replied with two words that left her speechless—"Want you."

However, it was understandable... He Lele thought, blushing slightly. After all, Ruan Lin had been in the group for almost a week.

The sound of a car driving into the apartment complex came from outside. He Lele quickly took off her apron, washed her hands, and walked out of the kitchen.

But to her surprise, the person who returned wasn't Ruan Lin, but—

"Mr. Shentu?" Wasn't he supposed to be back next week?

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, a cold glint slid through his sharp eyes...

"I..."

Fifth floor, bedroom.

Shentu Mo sat on the sofa in a black bathrobe, reading documents, his gaze drifting from time to time to the petite woman tidying the bed. The woman's long hair was slightly damp, hanging somewhat messily over her thin white shirt. Beneath the shirt... there was nothing at all.

"Come here."

He Lele finished changing the sheets and blankets and walked toward Shentu Mo barefoot. She had already... done it once in the bathroom earlier, and her legs were still a bit weak...

Shentu Mo put away the folder, took off his glasses, and looked up slightly at He Lele, the authority of a superior drifting out unintentionally. "Come up."

He Lele bit her lip, leaned over to unfasten his bathrobe belt, and watched with her own eyes as his meat blade stood tall and showed off in front of her. Unable to help swallowing her saliva, she knelt on his side, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, supported the hot, thick pillar with the other, and slowly sat down...

"Mm..." Because they had already done it once, her body remained quite moist, and this swallowing was much smoother than just now, but the unbearable feeling of fullness still made her slow down as much as possible, and she only ate half of it after a long time.

Shentu Mo pulled with a little force, and the buttons on He Lele's shirt all burst off, revealing her round, lovely breasts and flat, smooth chest and abdomen. Wrapping his hands around her slender waist, he stroked upward at a very slow speed, as if measuring her entire body size with his hands. When his two thumbs slid over her engorged and stiff nipples, He Lele couldn't help but moan, her whole body tensed up, and she couldn't sit down any further beneath her.

The man's mouth hooked into a playful smile, and he clamped her waist, slowly applying pressure to press her onto his hot pestle.

"Ah... wait, wait! Mr. Shentu, yaah..." All of it... went in!

He Lele was on the verge of tears, her body unable to move as it was stretched, and infinite heat gathered beneath her along with a magical numbness, making her want to stay like that, yet vaguely longing for more stimulation...

"Why are you crying?" Shentu Mo asked suddenly.

☆, Chapter 63 The Victory of a Short Separation

He Lele was startled. "I—it's nothing..." She lifted her buttocks slightly, rising and falling slowly, but didn't dare to lift too much. However, even this small-scale friction almost made her will lose its armor under the sharp stimulation.

"Oh..." The tone gradually rose.

Her heart tightened, and He Lele couldn't help but turn a little pale... In some ways, she was more afraid of Shentu Mo than Mu Wei. "Really... ah—"

The man suddenly thrust fiercely into her flower heart.

"You can choose to say it or not, but you can't afford the price of lying to me."

Shentu Mo held her up, walked toward the bed, turned her body to the side, and lifted one of her legs high onto his shoulder, letting her waist and buttocks hang in the air, her secret place completely exposed beneath him.

"Mr. Shentu, I... uh—"

The weapon was pulled out completely, and then pressed against her tiny hole again. "Hmm?" He thrust in heavily.

"Ah—please, light—"

"...When have I ever been light?"

"Ah ah—"

The side-lying posture made her lower body completely unable to exert force, and she could only obtain a momentary reliance when he completely invaded her body. The sore and soft muscles made the shameful place between her legs even more sensitive. Every one of the man's storm-like heavy thrusts and withdrawals inserted deep into the end of her honey path, bringing her lightning-like numb pain and soreness. The inside and outside of her honey hole could only weakly and humbly cater to his display of power, her slender waist twisting like a wave, and honey juices splashing between her legs under his high-pressure attack, wetting the bed sheet she had just changed...

When the man had complete control, his powerful entry and exit, and the high-speed, fierce friction were not at all a battle of the same level as her small, playful rising and falling. Every inch of tender flesh inside the hole could clearly feel how it was tightly rubbed by the thick meat stalk, and how the large crown head pierced through the resistance of the flower heart again and again to rudely explore her tiny uterus—

"Ah... I, ya—" Pleasure mixed with a numb soreness surged through her whole body from the hole he was ravaging. Such a terrifying yet addictive, crazy pleasure...

"Too, fast... ah! I beg you..." He Lele panted rapidly, trying to suppress the orgasm that was on the verge of breaking out.

"Between people and people and people..."

He Lele's body, which was already tense to the extreme, was stimulated by the ringtone and immediately fell into convulsions. Her two hands gripped the bed sheet tightly, and a sharp, high-pitched moan burst from her throat. But the man's interest had just begun, and the thrusting beneath her didn't stop at all. Finally, seeing that she really couldn't support her body, he put down her legs, let her kneel in front of him with her back to him, and he held her delicate body, grabbing and kneading her soft breasts with both hands, biting her slender neck, and thrusting into her wet, slippery, tight, and constantly spasming, soul-stealing flower hole again with force.

"Mr. Shentu... phone... ah—"

"You seem unable to distinguish when and what is more important." One hand slid down, twisting the small, fragile meat pearl, while the other hand pulled the pink tip on her round breast and pinched it slightly with cruelty.

"Ya ah ah—no, it's not, it's, Ruan, Mr. Ruan Lin he—"

The large hand turned her little head, and the man lowered his head to seal all her words with his lips and tongue.

"Mm-un..." Soft, glutinous moans that sounded like coquetry kept overflowing from her bright red lips, carrying three parts lewdness, three parts delicacy, three parts pure suppression, and one part seductive teasing, stimulating the man to constantly increase his invasion and thrusting!

The second round was always exceptionally long. He Lele had already surrendered halfway through, but for a man, there would never be a "surrender and not kill" treatment when it came to sex.

Successive orgasms made every cell in He Lele's body feel as if it were soaked in pleasure and anesthetized, yet wherever his lips and hands went, they could still trigger powerful, electric-like stimulation, not to mention the amazing sensations brought by the insatiable giant beast between his legs.

"Uh ah ah ah—" The most terrifying thing was the man's crazy thrusting before the release. That heat, so scorching it almost burned her, that swift, powerful, and merciless invasion, made every pore of her body secrete fine beads of sweat as if crying, and her whole body felt as if it had been pierced by ten thousand sharp blades while falling in mid-air. That extreme, ecstatic pleasure, which was almost indistinguishable from pain, wildly swept through her limbs and bones, making her scream and collapse, falling straight into the abyss!

...If it weren't for the fact that he had to eat at eleven o'clock, she didn't doubt he could play like this all night.

"I, I'll go prepare food for you."

"...You sleep for a while." Shentu Mo looked at her, got up, put on his bathrobe, and walked out.

He Lele forced herself to get out of bed, holding onto the wardrobe for a long time before her leg muscles slowly adapted and supported her body. She took out the phone from her pants, and all five missed calls were from Ruan Lin.

Pressing the callback key—

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"I, I'm at Mr. Shentu's place."

"...Come down."

☆, Chapter 64 Explicit Refusal