Chapter 62: Feed me I love you.
"I'm fine."
As the young man spoke slowly, the door of the cloakroom slowly opened.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room. Lu Tinghe had given up hope, suspecting that the slow-witted baby hadn't even noticed the red slip dress in the closet.
He glanced down at his watch and chuckled, "Okay. I brought my camera, let's go—"
The second half of the sentence was stuck when he looked up.
Seeing Shi Shang's current attire, the gentleness in Lu Tinghe's eyes was instantly replaced by darkness, and his usually restrained eyes suddenly became darker, as thick as ink that could not be dissolved.
The scorching gaze seemed to be real, scanning Shi Shang's body, giving him the illusion that his skin was being licked by tongues of fire.
He couldn't help but clutch the hem of his skirt, bit his lower lip, and raised his eyes shyly and asked, "Is it weird?"
The young girl was wearing a bright red halter skirt, like a little mermaid who had just come ashore. Because she drank the magic potion, she replaced her legs with a fish tail, and every step she took was very difficult.
He walked barefoot on the plush carpet and approached Lu Tinghe cautiously.
The pink arch of the foot is straight, but the toes are shyly curled up, round and white, like bright pearls.
Because of her clothes, large areas of her fair white clothes were exposed, and the soft lines of her shoulders and back were like the branches of flowers in early spring, carefully stretched and shyly about to bloom.
The straps on both ends of the shoulders were extremely thin and so fragile that they seemed like they would break in the middle at any moment.
The silk fabric is soft and smooth, wrapping around Shi Shang's slender and graceful body. Even the subtle wrinkles at the waist are so beautiful and just right that people can't take their eyes off it.
The bright red skirt was very short. As he walked, the cool satin brushed against his warm skin, and the layers of the skirt swayed slightly, like a flower.
Beautiful and bright carnivorous plant.
The red dress is bright in color, which makes the boy's fair skin look even whiter, like the petals of a white magnolia.
Lu Tinghe's pupils constricted and his breathing suddenly became heavy.
Not getting a response, Shi Shang half-closed her eyelashes, her eyes hesitant to speak, and looked shyly at Lu Tinghe.
The round lips rested obediently on the lower lip, the beautiful facial features did not show any aggression, and there was a trace of tears in the eyes.
Even though the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with pink, the boy still exuded a fresh and gentle aura.
Even desires become clean and pure because they are revealed frankly.
Pure and astringent.
Lu Tinghe's breath was hot, his palms covered the boy's waist, and his tiger's mouth pinched the soft flesh on his waist.
He pressed down with his fingertips, and the slender waist trembled immediately.
The man's Adam's apple was lowered, and there was obvious obsession in his eyes.
He rubbed the boy's earlobe with his lips, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed by rough paper: "What's strange about Shang Shang?"
"She's obviously beautiful."
"She's the most beautiful, gorgeous little succubus in the whole world."
Shi Shang raised the corners of her lips slightly and did not refuse Lu Tinghe's approach.
They all knew what was going to happen.
His chin was pinched, and passionate kisses fell on his ears, cheeks, and neck...
Lighting fires along the way, setting off a prairie fire in Shi Shang's heart.
As soon as her rosy lips opened, the man held her tongue and sucked it hard.
The man's hot tongue went straight in, wreaking havoc in his mouth.
Shi Shang was kissed until she couldn't breathe, her limbs became weak, and she lost all her strength in an instant. Lu Tinghe picked her up and carried her to the luxurious bed in the bedroom.
The elegant fragrance of lily of the valley fills the room.
Shi Shang finally understood how intoxicating this light scent would be once it became strong.
The memories that followed were chaotic and disjointed, and could not be connected into a complete fragment.
The custom-made halter dress worth tens of thousands of dollars had long been torn into pieces, turning into pitiful rags scattered around the room.
The world was spinning, and through her tearful eyes, Shi Shang sometimes saw the swaying chandelier on the bedroom ceiling.
Sometimes they would meet guests on the second floor, and the leather sofa would be wet, and the cover would be wet by the water they accidentally spilled on it, and would be crumpled into a ball and thrown far away.
Sometimes it was the cold wall of the bathroom, shrouded in mist. Shi Shang was held in her arms, leaning against the wall, her delicate shoulders twitching.
The most outrageous time was in the study, when Shi Shang was lying on the cold wooden table. But soon, the cold table was also infected by his body temperature and became so hot that it seemed to melt him.
They had just gone to the bathroom and taken a wasted shower.
Lu Tinghe was wearing a high-end suit, with a jacket worth tens of thousands of dollars draped lazily over his shoulders, a tie hanging around his neck, but no shirt underneath, and fresh scratches and tooth marks on his chest and abdomen.
Shi Shang sat up from the table. Before she could catch her breath, she saw the man take out a hip skirt from somewhere and stared at him with a burning gaze.
The man coaxed him into putting it on with gentle words, and it was fully prepared, even including a bunny ear headband.
It's quite romantic, playing games like secretary-president, little succubus and master.
Shi Shang was interested in playing with him at first, but her husband and master, Daddy Lu, started yelling.
Later, Lu Tinghe became more and more violent. He couldn't stand it anymore and slapped the man's shoulder in shame and anger, but he ignored him.
Shi Shang immediately became furious and slapped the other person's face hard.
Lu Tinghe knew he had gone too far and stuffed the tie into Shi Shang's palm.
"I was wrong. Shang Shang is my master."
He took Shi Shang's hand, moved closer to the slap mark on his face, patted it hard, and said softly: "I was disobedient, and the master should teach me a lesson."
Shi Shang pouted and pulled her hand back unhappily.
He then lifted the boy's other hand and kissed the wrist gently, leaving fresh marks on it.
His eyelids were half lifted, and a smile flashed in his narrow and deep eyes.
The voice, as mellow as wine, made the demon drunk. "Master, please let me continue, okay?"
"Master, do you like me doing this to you, huh?"
"Master, you seem to be raining."
How could Lu Tinghe be so shameless? Shi Shang felt her face flushed when he called her that if she wasn't careful, she would be dragged into the quagmire of desire again.
In a trance, he seemed to have really become the arrogant master that Lu Tinghe mentioned, and men were his humble slaves.
Slaves are born to serve their masters. The master's reward is a gift, and the punishment is also a gift.
The tail is a whip used to discipline slaves. If a man's behavior makes him unhappy, he will whip him as a punishment.
But in the end, seeing Lu Tinghe's reaction, Shi Shang became uncertain again.
The man's eyes were red and his excitement was hard to hide. He didn't look like he was being punished at all, but rather rewarded.
Shi Shang: ...
I accidentally fell into his trap again.
After this, Shi Shang looked like she had been pulled out of the water, soaking wet.
The documents that were originally neatly stacked were now in a mess.
Lu Tinghe raised his head, his thin lips moist, and picked up the soiled document with a smile.
His bony fingers pressed against the document, pushing it forward. His breath carried a certain fragrance. "Boss Shi, your document."
Later, Lu Tinghe even opened "L's" video and asked Shi Shang to read the comments below one by one, and he responded one by one.
"Shang Shang, tell me, have you ever done anything bad in front of my video?"
The boy's breathing was unstable, and there was an obvious cry in his voice, as if he had endured it to the extreme.
Shi Shang leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, watching the sunset gradually sink into the distant sea level, slowly dyeing the blue sea red.
The evening stars above our heads gradually rise, like broken gems, silently spreading their brilliance on the screen.
Shi Shang blinked in confusion, and the black bat wings covered her shoulders and trembled.
He had just seen the sun rising slowly.
Why did it fall again? What time is it now?
He tried to concentrate his mind to recall something, but his brain became a mess and he couldn't think of anything.
I couldn't tell what day it was, but my body was gradually getting used to the other party's high-intensity feeding.
Their bodies are so well-matched, a match made in heaven, that the slightest misalignment will make them love each other.
Lu Tinghe liked to kiss him very much. Shi Shang's lips were swollen from being kissed, and all her whimpers were swallowed by him. Even the tears that overflowed were licked by him bit by bit.
The devil's horns, tail, and even the most sensitive little wings all have a shiny luster.
Shi Shang was soaked, her cheeks were wet, the corners of her eyes were red, a thin layer of sweat seeped out of the tip of her nose, and her lips were covered with wet stains.
He never knew that Lu Tinghe had such good physical strength.
Perhaps his skin hunger had intensified, or perhaps he was suffering from some kind of human addiction.
She's even more keen on this kind of thing than the succubus!
If his predecessors knew that he was not even as good as a human, he would be laughed at by the demons.
He gritted his teeth. At some point, Lu Tinghe bent down and kissed his earlobe. When he asked him if he was full, he said "no" in a muffled voice.
Even though her arms were sore, she still took the initiative to hug the man's neck and said softly, "Let's continue."
During this short period of time, they hardly ever separated.
He doesn't need to eat, but Lu Tinghe needs to eat to replenish his energy.
The servants in the villa were like ghosts, coming and going without a trace, and Shi Shang had never seen them before.
But they always prepare three meals on time and remove the tableware in time at a certain time.
Lu Tinghe ate slowly and elegantly as usual, while Shi Shang sat on his lap.
This made Shi Shang suffer. While Lu Tinghe was eating, he was also concerned about whether he was full. He looked at him from time to time and asked him softly whether this dish was to his liking or whether he liked that dessert.
Shi Shang's consciousness was scattered and she didn't remember when she nodded.
He ate nothing, yet it seemed as if he had eaten everything.
Just like that, Shi Shang looked at the morning star that reappeared in the sky, her eyes darkened, and she doubted her own race for the first time.
Even a succubus can't stand this way of feeding!
Lu Tinghe is the devil, a super big pervert!
After all the torment, Shi Shang no longer had the courage to shout for more, and she didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Her body softened into a pool of cream, and Lu Tinghe washed her clean, put on comfortable pajamas, and put her into a warm bed.
Half asleep and half awake, he heard the man say in his ear, "I love you."
The corners of Shi Shang's lips moved slightly, and the words "Me too" fell into her heart.
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