When Ye Li came out after taking a shower, Fu Yanci still looked gloomy.
It's like a silent protest: who really calls the shots in this family?
Fu Yanci remembered clearly that the last time he said he wanted to bring Xiaobao to stay at Lishan Mansion for a week, his grandmother looked hesitant and uncertain, as if he, a grown man, couldn't take good care of Xiaobao.
This time, Ye Li only said she would pick him up, without even mentioning a return date. Her grandmother's eager and joyful expression made it seem as if she could pack up and send Xiao Bao over immediately if it weren't so late.
So, in the grandmother's heart, her grandson, who is about to turn thirty, is not as reliable as Ye Li, a young girl who has just turned 20?
Thinking about the nights to come, when the girl would rather bite his shoulder and chest than make even the slightest soft, pleasant sound, Fu Yanci felt extremely frustrated.
“Fu Yanci, you should…” Don’t be angry anymore.
Ye Li hadn't finished her ingratiating, gentle words.
Fu Yanci sat up, grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her into his arms, then viciously rolled over and pinned her to the bed.
A fierce kiss.
Accompanied by the sound of the shoulder strap breaking.
In the blink of an eye, the man had already torn open her silky nightgown and thrown it out.
"Ah Li, say you love me!"
Fu Yanci kissed the soft flesh that he longed for, his dark eyes filled with seduction.
Ye Li's breathing suddenly became erratic, "I...I don't want to..."
The unbearable feeling became increasingly obvious.
She moved slightly, and she could clearly see the lust in the man's eyes deepen, but he made no further move.
She kicked him out of shame and anger.
He grabbed her ankle and pulled her around his waist.
He tried to back away.
His hot palms gripped her lower back tightly, preventing her from moving.
Looking down, she could still see the man reveling in the soft, white peaks, seducing her with all his might.
Even though she knew he did it on purpose, Ye Li was still on the verge of tears.
"Fu Yanci, you scoundrel!"
Ye Li tearfully tried to do it herself.
Before her fingertips could even touch the edge of the lace, the man grabbed her and pressed her head down.
The nibbling kisses moved upwards, sliding from her collarbone to her neck, and then landed on her lips. Fu Yanci asked in a hoarse voice, "Ali, what should you say then?"
"I like you……"
Driven to the brink of madness by the indecisiveness of giving and receiving, Ye Li hooked her arms around Fu Yanci's neck and whispered seductively, "Brother Yanci, I like you, I really... really like you!"
Fu Yanci's breath hitched for a moment, and his voice, rough and hoarse, finally caught up in the words, "Ali, say it again!"
"Yanci... Brother Yanci, I... I like... I like you... Ah..."
What was originally a complete declaration of love was shattered and rendered incoherent by the man's collision.
The sense of incompleteness in Ye Li's heart was instantly filled.
Each stroke makes it a little more perfect.
Sweat dripped down her cheeks; she couldn't tell if it was hers or his.
From the initial proactive response.
From then on, one passively endures it.
Then came the whining and groaning that couldn't take it anymore.
I had no idea how much time had passed.
All Ye Li knew was that the originally dim bedside lamp was made even brighter by the fireworks that exploded in her mind several times.
As Fu Yanci regrouped and prepared to launch another attack, Ye Li resorted to both coquettishness and submission, grumbling and complaining that he hadn't kept his word.
The phone on the bedside table started vibrating.
In the past, Fu Yanci's phone would be switched off every night after 10 p.m., as long as Ye Li was around.
I got home early today and started working early, completely forgetting to turn off my phone.
I thought that ignoring the other party meant they should have some sense of propriety.
But the person on the other end of the phone seemed unwilling to give up, and the phone kept buzzing for a long time.
"Answer it..."
Ye Li playfully pushed him out to answer the phone.
His eyes flashed with anger, but before him stood a beautiful girl, and Fu Yanci seemed reluctant to be angry; the anger only crossed his face for a moment.
He lifted her up by the waist and moved her to the bedside, then picked up his phone.
An unfamiliar number.
As soon as the call connected, a gentle and bright female voice rang out excitedly, "Yanci, I'm back!"
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