Chapter 65

"No, ah—" The wild thrusting and friction made her yin-cave feel almost as if it were burning; her entire body seemed to be roasted by a raging fire, radiating an astonishing heat. The climactic, numbing pleasure and the incontinence-like, stimulating ecstasy devoured her heart and soul—

"Producer Shentu—yaaaaah..." The spring tide of heat gushed out, but before she could savor this intense, blissful satisfaction for even a moment, the man suddenly pulled out his wet, snake-like phallus and pressed it against her tightly closed chrysanthemum-cave, applying pressure inward!

"Ah!" He Lele was so startled she jumped up, hitting her head on the car roof. "Ugh—" She clutched her head and fell back onto him, her pleading voice sounding like that of a naive child.

"Don't... at least, not here... I beg you..."

"... I'll warn you only once: don't play tricks in front of me." Having finished, the man once again squeezed his meat-dragon into her wet, sweet, and cloying front-cave.

"Ugh, mm... I..." The orgasm that had just been interrupted followed his gradually accelerating thrusts, slowly climbing up her inner thighs, lower abdomen, heart, and limbs...

The man's right index and middle fingers probed toward the slippery flower-bud before her cave, clamped onto it, and his thumb closed in, twisting it violently—

"Ahhhhhhh—"

By the time Producer Shentu Mo finally vented to his heart's content, He Lele had long since been dazed by the stimulation of her first outdoor car-shaking. By the time they finally returned to the apartment, she couldn't even remember when Producer Shentu Mo had driven to the airport to pick someone up and driven back...

She only vaguely remembered that the guests were a pair of sisters; the older sister was named Rong Qingfeng, the younger sister was Rong Qingya, and they were Chinese-Americans who said they were... here for a vacation.

Author's Note:

*Cough, cough*~~~ This~ lately, it seems the "meat" has been appearing a bit too frequently? The plot has been squeezed to tomorrow again~~

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☆, Chapter 69: Pretending to Love You

Since they rarely had guests, He Lele specially prepared a sumptuous dinner. Once the dishes were set, she carried the dinner up to the sixth floor.

"Are they all downstairs?" Mu Wei sat on a soft cushion, eating his meal by himself. After lying on his stomach for several days, he simply couldn't take it anymore, so as soon as the blood scabs on his buttocks hardened, he sat up, though the privilege of being fed was gone.

"Yes."

"Which ones?"

"Mr. Producer Shentu, Mr. Ji, the two Miss Rongs, and Mr. Qin, who returned last night, are also there."

"... How rare. It doesn't seem to be Producer Shentu's mealtime, does it?"

"..."

He Lele put the magazines scattered on the bed back onto the bookshelf by name, then placed the newly arrived magazines on Mu Wei's bedside. Turning back, she saw Mu Wei, with one arm and one leg in a cast, shifting his buttocks from time to time. She couldn't help but sigh softly, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the rice bowl, and took the chopsticks from his hand.

"Stop shifting, the scabs will get rubbed off."

Mu Wei smiled a bit mischievously, "But... it's so itchy."

"... I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Mu Wei didn't understand what her apology was for at this moment.

"I... I was too impulsive at that time. I thought you—had hurt Ren Lingyu, and I really couldn't think of any other way to stop you..."

"So you beat my buttocks into a bloody mess?"

"I'm sorry."

This silly woman... Mu Wei looked at the woman before him, her face covered in a faint sense of guilt, and a feeling called "tenderness" began to ferment in his heart.

"Have you never hit anyone before?"

"... I have."

Mu Wei was somewhat surprised.

He Lele gave a slight, bitter smile, "In middle school, I slapped a boy, kicked him off his stool, and even picked up the stool and smashed it onto him."

"Uh... why?"

"... Because he insulted my mother."

"... Then he deserved it." Mu Wei said righteously, but deep down, he had no confidence at all. The things he had done since he was a child were far worse than what that little boy had done, but... no one had ever told him he was wrong. No matter what he did, he had never been punished. Because he was the only son of the Mu family, because he was the product of the union of two powerful families from Europe, America, and Zhongxi, he could hurt anyone openly, rightfully, and unscrupulously! Until... as he gradually grew up, he realized how ugly and disgusting he and the world he lived in were—so disgusting that nothing and no one was worth his respect or worth him cherishing.