The man kissed her, pushed her against the wall, and wrapped his arms around her waist. She was pressed between the wall and him, and the man's domineering presence made her afraid to move.
She endured the man's rapid and lingering kisses, gradually becoming dizzy from them. Just when she thought she was about to suffocate and faint, the man released her. She instinctively nestled into his arms, panting, and listening to his strong and rapid heartbeat, she actually felt at ease.
"Is this not enough?" Ning Yizhan looked at the woman's hairstyle in his arms.
"It's all your fault!" Why were you in such a hurry to kiss me?
"It's alright, I'll teach you." After saying that, Ning Yizhan lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers again. Unlike the last kiss, this one was gentle. The man kissed her again and again, yet it was exciting and longing.
The man looked into her bright, clear eyes and kissed her slowly and gently, a kiss that seemed to be the most tender he had ever given. He deliberately touched her rosy, glossy lips, pausing several times before finally looking at her bright eyes, which were now red and glistening with tears.
Qiu Hu looked into his deep eyes, her heart racing. She prepared to chase after him, but the man saw through her intention and raised his head. The woman couldn't kiss him at all. She looked up and said in a tearful voice, "Lower your head."
"Are you in such a hurry?"
"Isn't this what you wanted? Are you happy to see me like this?" Tears streamed down her face. "It's okay, I'll leave."
Ning Yizhan didn't answer her question, but looked at her tears and said, "I just told you not to cry, but you can cry now! Qiu Hu, I made you cry from my kiss."
Before Qiu Hu could reply, he showered him with kisses again, a far cry from the gentleness of before. Their lips met, passionate and wild.
The woman's tears fell again, disappearing between their lips and teeth. The saltiness of her tears stimulated the man even more. He pried open her lips and teeth, searching for every inch of sweetness inside. He found that this woman was like wine, always exuding fragrance, leaving him with a sweet aftertaste.
Qiu Hu's hand, which had been clinging to his shoulder, gradually moved down, her slender hand caressing his hard and smooth chest, the feel of which was quite pleasant.
Another long process ensued. Just as the woman was about to suffocate, the man released her lips. His lingering kisses traveled down her earlobe to her collarbone, only to be blocked by her clothes. The man pulled them open, but still couldn't satisfy himself. He forcefully tore the clothes off her chest, and "ripping," the clothes ripped open.
Qiu Hu was shocked by the man's violence. She looked down at her tattered clothes, then looked up at the man who had "done a good deed," only to see him grinning triumphantly. "..."
Without giving her time to think or refute, Ning Yizhan attacked her lips again, holding her waist tightly, leaving no gap between their bodies. Naked, he could clearly feel the softness of the woman's body, making his heart grow even heavier.
Sensing the man's excessive dominance and the strangeness in his body, Qiu Hu reflexively struggled, trying to create distance between them. Her lips were being sucked by the man, and her body was being held tightly in his arms, giving her a feeling she had never experienced before, making her feel unbearably itchy.
During the struggle, the man realized her intention and tried to grab her hand to stop her from struggling, but he accidentally turned on the shower. Warm water fell from above, stopping both of them from moving.
Most of the water fell on the woman, but the man reacted quickly, stepping in front of her and putting his arm around her neck. "Serves you right for moving around so much, you got all wet!"
The sudden splash of water calmed them both down. The man released the woman in front of him. "Okay, I was just teasing you. You can go now." The man then walked back to the showerhead, turned his back, and started showering himself to try and calm down.
Qiu Hu, however, was driven by emotion rather than reason. He stepped forward and hugged Ning Yizhan from behind. He could clearly feel the man in front of him stiffen, as if he hadn't expected this either. "Turn around."
Hearing her words, he turned around, his voice hoarse, "I told you to leave, why won't you leave?"
Qiu Hu looked up at those peach blossom eyes and said with utmost seriousness, "I won't leave. I will never abandon you in the future. Even if you ask me to leave, I will not go."
Her words struck him powerfully, his eyes hardening. "Fine, you said it." He grabbed the woman's hands, his Adam's apple bobbing slowly. He lowered his head and kissed her again, his hands not stopping as he tore off her clothes, pulling her down into his own ecstasy.
Ning Yizhan led her from the bathroom to the sofa, then to the bed...
...
The man stopped when the woman collapsed from exhaustion. With a satisfied look on his face, he carried her into the bathroom, washed her, and admired her beautiful body one last time. After washing her, he held her close and they lay down in bed together.
The next day, the man was already awake. He held the woman's waist, kissing her back softly. He held her for a long time, his body already aroused, but the woman showed no signs of waking up.
He turned the woman's body around, gently covered her, and kissed her passionately.
Qiu Hu was still asleep when she felt something pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the man on top of her kissing her passionately with his eyes closed. However, she really couldn't breathe and pushed away the unsuspecting man.
He then opened his eyes, lay back down next to the woman, and hugged her from behind again.
The woman then realized that the two of them were covered only by a blanket; they had nothing else on them. Was this man crazy? He wouldn't even give her any clothes to wear.
Under the covers, her thighs were still pressed against Xiao Ningyi's, and remembering their passionate encounter the night before, she blushed deeply, "..."
The man awkwardly tried to make conversation, "You're awake?"
The woman spoke in a hoarse voice, "Hmm..." so hoarse that even Qiu Hu himself was surprised, "I want to get up."
After saying that, Qiu Hu got up. As soon as she moved her feet, she felt an unprecedented strangeness between her lower body. She tried to pull the quilt up to hug herself, but her legs were so weak that she almost fell. Fortunately, the man behind her supported her. "Okay, I'll do it. Don't move."
Ning Yizhan stepped forward to pat her head, but she dodged away, saying, "Don't touch my head."
Instead of touching Qiu Hu's head, I touched her forehead and found it was a little hot. I touched it carefully again and it was indeed hot. "You have a fever."
The man quickly got up and told her, "Don't move, I'll go get the thermometer." He didn't even care whether he was dressed or not. He stood up, grabbed a bathrobe, and walked out of the room, muttering, "When I first touched it, it wasn't burning up. How did it suddenly get so hot?"
Qiu Hu blushed again at his actions, and glancing around the room, she sensed that something had changed.
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