49. I am not happy
Deng Shilang was not sleepy yet, so he went to her bathroom to wash off the dirt from the long flight. Unexpectedly, not long after he started showering, the door separating the wet and dry areas was opened, and she came in wearing a nightgown.
He paused, looking at her in the heat. Her face was already red, and her skin had turned pink from the steam. She was clearly ill, yet she still wanted to touch the water. Her body was outlined by the wet nightgown, her nipples were clearly visible, and her long hair was wet and sticky to her skin.
"Are you going to die?"
"I'm not happy." Yao Ling stood in front of him and suddenly responded to what he had said before.
"You can do whatever you want if you are unhappy." Deng Shilang immediately turned off the water and took her towel to wipe her body.
Yao Ling looked at him for a long time. He was indeed Deng Shilang. After the quarrel, he flew from Hong Kong to Milan to find her. His sudden appearance in front of her to take care of her reminded her of the time when she could see him whenever she needed him.
She finally spoke up and asked a very unusual question, "Are you afraid of being infected?"
"Don't be afraid." He wiped her body for her, his tone very light.
She heard the answer, hugged his neck, kissed his jaw, and rubbed her dry lips against his, slowly moving to his lips. She actually missed him, but she still had a bad temper and didn't want him to be easily satisfied. She also had to repeatedly remind him that their relationship could be in crisis at any time.
He was stunned by her initiative for several seconds. He left the bed because seeing her sick made him want to have sex, which was irrational and he had to restrain himself.
But she came in regardless of her health, relying on her strong attraction to him, and succeeded in any way. He didn't care whether she was sick or not, he pushed her against the wall, held her hands behind her back, and kissed her lips.
The two finally met, and this kiss was filled with the longing of a newlywed couple, yet also a silent quarrel. He was tired, she was ill, and neither gave in, their tongues tangled together.
She really didn't want to die, making him an accomplice. He let go of her hand and turned on the hot water, letting it wash over her body, but he didn't stop kissing her and feeling her hot breath.
Her eyelashes were covered with water droplets. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him back passionately, causing him to lift her chin with his bent finger bones and kiss her tighter and more frequently.
Her nose suddenly became blocked, and it would be difficult to breathe if she continued to kiss him. She turned her face away, but he turned back to kiss her, kissing her until she hummed and pushed his chest, and then they separated.
Deng Shilang turned to bite the tip of her ear, pushed aside her nightgown, and pulled off her panties. Her panties slid to her ankles, and he lifted her legs, pressed his penis against the entrance of her vagina, and thrust it in in an instant.
"Ah..." Perhaps because of her illness, she felt dizzy and groaned regardless.
They hadn't had sex in weeks, but their bodies still fit perfectly.
Deng Shilang started to hit her, causing her body to shake. He held one of her legs to steady her, opened her vagina as wide as possible, and thrust in and out in this position.
The hot penis repeatedly rubbed into her tight xuerou, pulling out sticky liquid. The penis wrapped in liquid was also rubbed into the warm vagina, attracting infinite suction from the soft folds.
Feeling the pleasure, he thrust deep inside her, nuzzled her face, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Yao Ling straightened her back because of his extremely heavy and deep thrusts of her hips, and then she was held down by him to meet his thrusts, her buttocks rubbing against the wall repeatedly, making her feel as if her body was on fire.
She endured the numbness in her face and the heat in her lower body, "You didn't try to comfort me, you just got angry."
"I wanted to coax you, but you didn't respond at all. You told me to die." Deng Shilang complained as he fucked her. "I want to fuck you even when you're sick. What do you want me to do?"
After thrusting back and forth many times, she was speechless. He turned her over, and her plump breasts pressed against the glass door separating the wet and dry areas. The misty mirror reflected the two of them.
She heard the sound of dripping water and his panting, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, her head becoming increasingly dizzy, but she was madly unwilling to stop. Every time he thrust into her, her breasts rubbed against the glass door, causing her to tremble uncontrollably, her inner walls constantly contracting, in exchange for his deeper thrusts.
"Tell me whether you miss me or not." Deng Shilang pushed his penis deep inside her body to the deepest part and stroked the delicate skin of her neck with one hand.
Yao Ling was stabbed and leaned back against him, the sensitivity of her neck causing her shoulders to shrink.
"Say it, baby." His voice became gentle, but his lower body was very rough.
The heat blurred her vision. She was becoming increasingly unconscious, her nose blocked, and she was completely bewildered by his address and voice. She couldn't help but blurt out one word: "I want..."
It was more difficult than anything else for Deng Shilang to hear her true feelings. He finally got her answer, and kissed her trembling neck, sucking on her white and pink skin, and sprinted faster.
Yao Ling's body was flooded with multiple pleasures, nearly collapsing, yet she continued to accept his fierce thrusts from behind his waist. She trembled continuously, and a large stream of water flowed from her vagina, passing through her thighs. He pulled out just in time to ejaculate, and the fluids from their sexual intercourse flowed into the hot water used to wash the floor.
A violent orgasm took all her strength and she fainted on him because she was too sick to bear it.
Deng Shilang was instantly sobered by her fainting. He dried her body, wrapped her in clothes, and blew her hair. After coming out of the bathroom, he put her on the bed and took her temperature.
Yao Ling was barely conscious, her face growing hotter. He must have been crazy to have had sex with her while she was ill. Not only had he failed to take care of her, but he had also made her seriously ill. He couldn't help but curse himself, put on his clothes, poured a cup of hot water, took a pill, and fed it to her.
She finally began to react, swallowing the hot water and medicine he fed her. Water flowed from the corners of her mouth, and bitterness slid across the tip of her tongue, making her frown and whimper, like a child, completely different from usual.
Deng Shilang bent down and kissed the corner of her mouth, coaxing her to eat it. When her brows gradually calmed down and her body relaxed, he tiptoed onto the bed and held her, stroking her forehead to cool her down.
Fortunately, everything worked. Yao Ling woke up in the middle of the night, sweating, and her fever had subsided again. She opened her eyes and found Deng Shilang beside her. She thought it was a dream because of her illness, dreaming that he came to Milan, quarreled, and had sex in the bathroom, but it was all real.
Deng Shilang had been sleeping lightly. Noticing her movement, he asked softly, "Are you awake?"
"When did you come?" Yao Ling asked soberly.
"I came here right after arguing with you." He was a little tired, burying his head next to her cheek. "I didn't expect to make you sicker. I'm sorry."
"You should be sorry..." Yao Ling snuggled in his arms, smelling his fragrance, which was now exactly the same as hers. She moved her dry throat and said, "I'm tired. I want to go back to sleep."
Deng Shilang smiled helplessly, hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead which was not hot, and waited for her to recover before he could talk to her. He missed her very much, at least now he could see her, hug her and kiss her.
Before falling asleep, Yao Ling recalled the moment of having sex in the bathroom. She had long suspected that she would become seriously ill, but she could drag him down with her, and the outcome wouldn't be too bad.
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