His large hand slid down, caressing her slender waist, the calloused skin on his hand measuring her lower back. Then, his burning palm covered her flat, soft abdomen… “Mmm…” Su Qianqian buried her face in the crook of his neck, her nose filled with the cool scent of ebony and a faint smell of alcohol emanating from him. Her fair neck stretched out completely, forming a delicate and graceful long arc, her shoulder and neck lines smooth and exquisite. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long, curled eyelashes trembling, her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed from the unfamiliar stimulation, making her look pitiful. Gu Chengyu lowered his eyes, staring intently at the delicate woman in his arms, so at his mercy. That pure vulnerability mixed with allure formed the most deadly poison. His Adam's apple bobbed, and the hand around her back tightened. His other hand left her bathrobe, supporting her knees, and with a slight effort, he lifted her delicate body horizontally into his arms. The sudden feeling of weightlessness made the girl gasp, her small hands instinctively wrapping around his neck. He held her, as if holding a fragile treasure, or a precious trophy, and strode towards the large bed. She was gently placed on the soft, white sheets, her bathrobe loosely tied, revealing her smooth shoulders and delicate collarbones. She sank into the soft mattress, like a delicate flower battered by a sudden rain, desperately needing protection. Gu Chengyu did not immediately pounce on her. He stood by the bed, his tall figure completely enveloping her, blocking most of the light, leaving only a chilling shadow. His gaze, filled with undisguised admiration and plunder, fell on her snow-white skin, gliding over her flat, slender abdomen. Finally, with a lewd playfulness and amazement, it lingered for a long time on her tender legs, furtively concealing them. His eyes were too blatant, as if carrying a tangible heat. Su Qianqian felt her whole body burning under his gaze, her toes curling up in embarrassment. She clutched the sheets beneath her helplessly, her delicate knuckles slightly raised. Her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with tears, looked at him with a mixture of fear and docility, like an innocent fawn caught in a trap, silently pleading for his pity. Gu Chengyu's gaze finally settled on her slender waist. Under the lamplight, her waist was as slender as a willow, her skin as delicate and white as fine mutton-fat jade, gleaming with an alluring luster. His eyes deepened, as if bewitched, and he reached out his large hand. Slowly, he covered that snow-white waist. It was the hand of a superior, with distinct knuckles, long and strong, bearing the strength and calluses of years of training. He was naturally fair-skinned, and although he had undergone years of training under the sun and wind of his family, and fought in the hail of bullets abroad, he had quickly recovered, and his complexion was still quite fair. However, when this large hand belonging to Gu Chengyu landed on the girl's snow-white, slender waist, measuring and comparing it, a strong visual impact was felt. The girl's waist barely extended beyond the reach of his large hand, so delicate it seemed fragile. The veins on the man's forearm and wrist were bulging, conveying strength. Her soft waist, however, was exquisitely supple, her skin flawless and snow-white, creating a striking contrast between strength and gentleness. He couldn't resist gently stroking her beautiful waist with his thumb. The warm, soft touch beneath his fingertips, like solidified cream, trembled slightly in his palm. "Mmm..." Su Qianqian's waist went limp, a soft, seductive whimper escaping her lips. She wanted to pull away, but remembering she had to be obedient, she couldn't help but bend slightly, turning in a different direction, pressing herself even closer to him on the bedside. Gu Chengyu listened to that soft whimper, his breathing heavy. He leaned down slightly, speaking in her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe: "Good girl..." His voice was husky and seductive. His large hand followed her slender waistline, slowly moving backward to caress her slightly concave lower back. Slowly, I felt the ultimate peaks.
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