Chapter 238 Arrival in Shanghai



The train traversed mountains and valleys, bringing Xie Yuyao and her companions from a small town in Northeast China to the metropolis of Shanghai.

As soon as I got off the train, a huge crowd of people gathered at the exit to greet me. After we all got together, many of us hugged, greeted each other, and some even had tears in their eyes.

Grandpa Sun successfully reunited with his grandson and granddaughter-in-law and invited Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Honghui to stay at his home.

"Mr. Sun, we've booked the Peace Hotel. You should go home and rest first. We'll come to see you in a couple of days." Zhao Honghui politely declined, and Xie Yuyao nodded in agreement, waving as she watched Mr. Sun leave by car.

Having endured many years of hardship, Sun Lao had just returned to his hometown, so they decided not to disturb his family.

The two rode in the car that the Peace Hotel had provided, looking out at the towering buildings. It was indeed a modern international metropolis, with a different charm from Beijing.

The Peace Hotel is decorated in a Western style, with classic European décor, exuding a retro, luxurious, and noble atmosphere.

After checking in, the two arrived at their suite on the fifth floor. Looking at the complete set of Western-style sofas, tables, and chairs, they instantly felt as if time had moved forward and they had returned to modern society.

In a daze, a pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist, and she was instantly surrounded by the man's domineering aura.

"You stink! Go take a shower." Xie Yuyao pushed him away in disgust.

During the three days and three nights on the train, Xie Yuyao could hide in her personal space to wash up, but Zhao Honghui couldn't. This made Xie Yuyao, who was used to taking a bath every day, extremely disgusted.

"Yaoyao, let's take a shower together."

"No, I'll go wash somewhere else." Xie Yuyao didn't want to be done to by someone; she hadn't even had a chance to show her skills yet.

Zhao Honghui knew she was referring to the mysterious meson space. After the cold war they had before leaving, he didn't dare to insist anymore and went into the washroom by himself.

When he finished showering, Xie Yuyao was already wearing a sexy silk slip dress, lying on the Simmons bed, flipping through the hotel brochure.

She exuded charm and a free-spirited elegance that deeply moved Zhao Honghui.

"All done washing? Remember what you said, that I could do whatever I wanted with you?" Xie Yuyao opened her big, bright eyes, which were lively and cunning, and a smile with an ambiguous meaning appeared on her lips.

Wearing a hotel bathrobe, Zhao Honghui approached with a light laugh: "Yaoyao, let's make this clear first, we can't hurt the 'foundation'!"

"That depends on how cooperative you are," Xie Yuyao chuckled, gesturing for him to lie down.

After Zhao Honghui obediently lay flat on the bed, she stretched out her snow-white, jade-like fingers, touched Zhao Honghui's chin, and walked down to his chest, then further down, untying the belt of his bathrobe.

Finally, she covered the lower abdomen and moved to the crotch... The person beneath her suddenly trembled violently. Xie Yuyao chuckled, "Don't rush, let's take it slow."

Xie Yuyao used all her skills to keep stirring things up, but she wouldn't let him get what he wanted. Even Zhao Honghui's steely will was being tormented by this extreme contrast of hot and cold to the point of collapse.

His body tensed up, he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, his whole body was soaked as if he had been pulled out of the water, and his eyes were red. He kept begging for mercy: "Yaoyao, please let me go, I really can't take it anymore."

"This is nothing!" Xie Yuyao had already taken full advantage of the situation.

"But Yao Yao, I'm about to die..."

"Hahaha..." Xie Yuyao laughed so hard she collapsed onto the bed. "You can actually say that? Hahaha..."

The next second, joy turned to sorrow.

The man pulled her into his arms, flipped her over to become the one on top, and said in a deep, dark voice, "Isn't it my turn now?"

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List