Chapter 53

"Mm-hm..."

He Lele leaned against the wet, slippery wall, the scorching water column constantly spraying on her naked back. The man's long fingers were messily stirring inside her body, where the tide of passion had not yet receded, making her frown and tremble, enduring the unspeakable stimulation and slight numbness.

She had just come down from the fifth floor. She originally wanted to go back to the first floor to change clothes, but the elevator door opened on the third floor. As soon as she saw Ruan Lin outside the door, she was grabbed out of the elevator by him and dragged all the way to the bathroom, where she was stripped naked.

He seemed to be angry... but she didn't understand what he was angry about.

In fact, Ruan Lin himself wasn't very clear about why he had a belly full of stifled and depressed anger! He pulled out his fingers and slapped her plump, perky buttocks with a not-too-light, not-too-heavy slap.

"Ah!" He Lele was startled, her waist flashed forward, her buttocks tensed tightly, and she looked at Ruan Lin in surprise while huddled against the wall.

Ruan Lin stared at her round and elastic mounds, his eyes dark and heavy. The slippery, bouncy feel, the sexy butt waves, her cute and tempting reaction—on a normal day, he would definitely have hit her until he was satisfied, heard her, and then fucked her until she cried. But now...

Taking off his half-wet clothes, Ruan Lin showered without a word.

He Lele looked at him, didn't ask anything, rubbed shower gel into foam in her hands, and gently helped him scrub his back.

"Why are you crying like this?"

He Lele paused, looking at his toned, smooth back muscles. Although she couldn't see his expression, she could probably imagine it. This man, although irritable and prone to anger, barely cared about anyone or anything other than his acting career. But, she could touch his kindness, his occasional gentleness and concern, although it was easily covered by his domineering nature. But she could feel it; his kindness was very pure, coming from the heart without other motives. He just... wasn't good at expressing it.

"..." She originally wanted to make up a random reason, but changed her mind when the words reached her lips. She didn't want to lie to him. "Something happened earlier, but it's fine now."

Ruan Lin turned around, his deep, bright black eyes scanning every detail on her face that might hide the truth. "Really?"

Being stared at by his such focused gaze, He Lele's breathing couldn't help but become chaotic. Things that were too perfect in appearance, whether people or objects, would give people a strong sense of oppression, making people afraid to profane them and shrink back. But if that person presented himself to others with the attitude of "if you don't profane me, I'll profane you"... it was truly deadly...

Her already soft body actually slowly rose with shameful desire, making He Lele somewhat embarrassed as she rubbed the foam on her hands onto Ruan Lin's chest.

"Really."

The hard nipples on his chest were brushed by her soft little hands, stimulating his chest muscles to tremble slightly before tightening. Hearing her soft voice and seeing her blushing, shy appearance—Ruan Lin leaned over and kissed her wet, gorgeous lips fiercely, lifted her buttocks, pressed her tightly against the wall, and kissed her whole body passionately and emotionally, occasionally sucking hard on the skin she had already stained red, as if he wanted to use his masterpiece to erase all traces of his "predecessors."

"Ah... it hurts..." Standing on tiptoe, clinging to his shoulders and back, but constantly losing strength due to his heavy kisses, He Lele could only call out softly, praying for the man's tenderness.

Ruan Lin kissed her back upward, until he held her tender, lipid-like red lips, invaded her warm mouth, and bullied her soft little tongue. First, he swept and stirred like a robber, forcing her to surrender and extend her fragrant tongue for him to feast on, then lewdly and ambiguously entered and exited her lips with rhythm. The naked, suggestive provocation made her pretty face burn, her mind dazed, and an unbearable emptiness rose beneath her.

"Mm..." Fingers scratched his back in difficulty, and her legs were so sore and numb that she couldn't stand. With her lips sealed, she couldn't beg for pleasure, so she had to reach down and try to touch the key point of his.

He Lele shrank back, frightened by the scorching heat under her hand, while the man dissatisfiedly pushed his scorching iron toward her hand...

Too, too big, she couldn't grasp it at all. Thinking of the man's huge meat stalk, her body became even more itchy.

"Ruan, Ruan Lin... I..."

"Hm?"

"I, I want..."

"..."

"Ruan Lin... give me—ah!"

Looking at her confused expression, the waist swaying lewdly as she was forced to accommodate him, and the lewd, gorgeous place constantly swallowing his meat stalk, Ruan Lin only felt that he had been captured by unprecedented desire. The intense pleasure spreading from between his legs to his whole body made him unable to control himself from swelling larger, thrusting deeper, and using more force. Yet, his heart was surrounded by complex emotions of both satisfaction and depression—he finally knew what his belly full of stifled anger was for!

He wanted this woman! He wanted this woman to belong only to him! He never wanted to see any traces or scents of other men on this woman again! He wanted this woman to only be lewd beneath him, begging him to possess her, fuck her!

"...Sorry. I never thought about becoming any man's possession."

An hour later, when he demanded again that she quit her job immediately and become his first mistress, the woman answered him like this.

"..." Could he break her neck?

☆, Chapter 65: Toad Eating Swan

August 15th, clear skies for ten thousand miles.

He Lele looked up at the towering Muse Building—if she could, she really wished she had never come here. Taking a deep breath, He Lele walked to the front desk. Five minutes later, she was sitting outside Zhai Feiyun's office.

Half an hour later, she was still only able to sit there.

"Ji Jie, you wait in my office first; I have to go and give Shentu that brat some instructions. The Rong sisters are arriving today; if he doesn't go to pick them up, I'll be woken up by people in the middle of the night again!" In the Muse No. 1 elevator, Zhai Feiyun said while handing the folder in her hand to Ji Jie, then pressed the button for the floor where Shentu Mo was.

Ji Jie raised his eyebrows and took the folder. "Is Uncle Shentu that anxious to hold a grandson?"

Zhai Feiyun glared sideways at Ji Jie. "Do you think your parents aren't anxious? Can't you rein in your wandering heart and honestly find a woman to live your life with?"

Ji Jie shuddered exaggeratedly. "Thanks, I'll find a woman to carry on the family line when necessary; marriage is out of the question. You'd better worry more about Shentu! If it weren't for the fact that he occasionally touches women, I would have shed a few tears of bitterness for Uncle Shentu."

"Ah... speaking of this, is there nothing going on in the apartment lately?" Zhai Feiyun wasn't sure. She found out later that she ran into He Lele at the hospital because He Lele was... by Mu Wei. But that little girl was really able to endure; she didn't say anything at all.

"..." Ji Jie opened his mouth, clearly full of complaints yet completely not knowing what to say. "It's just like that."