Chapter 16 Hardness and Softness
The big palm slid down and stroked her slender waist. There were thin calluses on the palm of his hand, and he pinched the waist to measure it.
Then place your palms on your flat and soft belly…
“Woo…”
Su Qianqian buried her little face in the crook of his neck, her nose filled with the crisp scent of ebony and a hint of alcohol from his body.
Her white and tender neck was fully stretched, forming a fragile yet graceful long arc, and her shoulder and neck lines were smooth and delicate.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her long and curled eyelashes trembled, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed because of the unfamiliar feeling, which made people feel pity for her.
Gu Chengyu lowered his eyes, staring at the delicate girl in his arms who was letting him pick her up.
That pure fragility mixed with charm forms the most deadly poison.
His Adam's apple rolled violently, and the hand around her back tightened.
The other hand left her... and supported her knees. With a little force, he lifted her delicate body and held it horizontally.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made the girl scream, and her little hands instinctively wrapped around his neck.
He held her in his arms, like a fragile treasure or a delicate trophy, and strode towards the large bed.
She was gently placed on the soft white sheets, revealing her smooth shoulders and delicate collarbones.
She sank completely into the soft mattress, like a delicate flower that had been blown down by a sudden rain and was in urgent need of care.
Gu Chengyu did not cover him immediately.
The girl was still wearing her bathrobe, but with the straps tied...
He stood beside the bed, his tall figure completely looming over her, blocking out most of the light and leaving only a frightening shadow.
His eyes, filled with undisguised admiration and plunder, fell on Shu and slid across her flat and slender belly.
Finally, with amusement and amazement, he lingered for a long time on those legs, straight, slender, and..., and still covered up.
His eyes were too explicit, as if they carried real warmth.
Su Qianqian felt weak all over when he looked at her, and her toes curled up with shame.
Her small hands helplessly clutched the bed sheet beneath her, her delicate knuckles slightly raised.
Those watery almond eyes looked at him anxiously and tenderly, like an innocent fawn caught in a trap, silently begging for mercy.
Gu Chengyu's gaze finally fell on her slender waist.
Under the light, her waist was as slender as a willow, her skin was delicate and white like the finest mutton-fat jade, and it had an alluring luster.
His eyes darkened, and as if bewitched, he stretched out his big hand.
Slowly covering that snow-white waist.
It was the hand of a superior, with distinct joints, slender and powerful, with the strength and thin calluses of years of training.
He was born with fair skin. Although he had experienced the family's training in the wind and sun over the years, as well as fighting in the rain of bullets abroad, he recovered quickly and his skin color was considered white.
However, when Gu Chengyu's big hand fell on the girl's snow-white and slender waist to measure and compare.
Strong visual impact.
The girl's waist was just slightly beyond the range of his big palm, and it was so weak that it could be broken.
The veins on the man's forearms and wrists were knotted, revealing his strength.
Her soft waist is extremely gentle, and her flawless snow-white skin forms an extreme contrast between hardness and softness.
He couldn't help but use the tip of his thumb to slowly stroke her beautiful waist.
The soft touch under his fingertips was like solidified fat, trembling slightly under his palm.
"Hmm..." Su Qianqian's waist was soft, and a weak and charming whimper escaped from her lips.
She wanted to hide, but then she remembered that she had to be good, and she couldn't help but bend her waist slightly, but turned in a different direction, pressing herself closer to him beside the bed.
Gu Chengyu listened to the bone-softening sobs and breathed deeply.
He leaned over slightly and spoke in her ear, his breath spraying on her earlobe: "Good boy..."
The voice is hoarse and lustful.
His big hand followed her slender waistline and slowly moved back to her slightly concave lower back.
And slowly feel the ultimate peak.
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