Are you willing? Are you sure?
The lights were off inside, and the moonlight outside cast a hazy glow, leaving dappled shadows on the walls.
Her breathing was especially noticeable at night, and the time it took to dial the phone seemed to stretch out infinitely. Every "beep" felt like it was leaping across her heart, leaving a mark.
Finally, the call went through.
But only two seconds had passed.
Before the other party could speak, Shen Tinghe spoke up, as if a blocked dam had suddenly burst open.
"Actually, I've done a lot of things wrong too. I'm afraid to face it, I don't have the courage to assess my place in your heart, I lack confidence in you, I resist communication, I pretend to be nonchalant, and I always leave without saying goodbye, I..."
I'm not as good as you think.
Like a child who has been scolded and is crying, he keeps listing his shortcomings, speaking too fast, and then hiccups.
She sniffled and continued, "With so many flaws, would you still want me to be your girlfriend?"
I felt a little wronged and a little insecure.
The waiting time seemed to stretch on endlessly, and silence spread through the darkness.
Shen Tinghe was a little overwhelmed, thinking the call hadn't gone through. She took the phone away from her ear and looked at the screen to confirm that she was on a call.
A faint sound came from the other side, like the sound of feet climbing the steps.
She wiped the snot from her nose, her voice still trembling with tears, "Are you listening?"
This time, the other side finally responded.
Chen Rancheng's deep voice came through the speaker, "Hmm. Listening." His voice was somewhat strained, as if squeezed out from a dry throat.
Shen Tinghe was about to say something when Chen Rancheng interrupted her, "Open the door."
...Huh? Shen Tinghe's mind was a complete mess.
"I'm at the door."
After Chen Rancheng brought her back, he parked his car downstairs and didn't leave. When the phone rang, he subconsciously looked at that window.
The light is off.
The moment the call connected, the other person's tearful analysis felt like needles piercing his heart. He closed the car door and went upstairs.
The person he confided in on the phone was just a door away, and Chen Rancheng couldn't describe the strange feeling he had at that moment.
The door opened, and the fan blades seemed to move in slow motion as Chen Rancheng pulled Shen Tinghe into his arms, soothing her choked head.
A cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, and the person in his arms shivered. Chen Rancheng shoved the door shut while pulling her inside.
Shen Tinghe rested her head on Chen Rancheng's shoulder for a while, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and got up to look at him. "You still haven't answered me."
Her mouth was red and swollen from crying, plump and glistening with tears, and her eyes had tiny, shimmering tears.
Chen Rancheng raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eye, then kissed her pouty red lips, a light touch devoid of any lust.
"I've already decided on you."
Chen Rancheng's view on love is typical of one person for life, one love for one lifetime. Once he has made up his mind, he will not change it. If it is her, then it is her, and no one else will do.
He's a stubborn mule, isn't he?
He spoke and then lowered his head to kiss her a few more times, his kisses falling like raindrops onto her lips.
After waiting a while, the person in front of him did not react, so he asked in a whisper while kissing him.
It sounded like both an inquiry and a seduction.
After a while, the kiss landed again, but this time it was Shen Tinghe who made the move.
She obediently licked and held her lips, pressing her soft tongue against them without going deep, before moving to the corners of her mouth, the bridge of her nose, her eyes, and finally her earlobes.
She placed her hand on his shoulder, her mouth on his earlobe, her warm breath falling on his ear canal, and softly hummed, "I want to do it."
I want you, I need you, I want to truly feel you.
Chen Rancheng's eyebrows twitched, and he hooked his hand around her leg as she climbed up to his waist, lifting her onto the dining table.
His eyes were deep, with an imperceptible fierceness.
Sparks on the open field were whipped up by the gale, and in an instant, flames rose everywhere, raging wildly.
Their lips were fiercely biting and sucking, and saliva that they couldn't swallow in time dripped down the corners of their mouths.
There was no time to catch their breath, no time to pause; they were like two wild beasts on the verge of collapse, frantically hunting for food.
His clothes were torn off and spread out at his feet.
Shen Tinghe was pinned down on the sofa by Chen Rancheng, and she shook her legs wildly to shake off the clothes that were in the way.
The messy, heavy clothes bound his hands and feet, and Chen Ran's consciousness gradually cleared.
Looking into Shen Tinghe's dazed eyes, he ran his fingers over her reddened lips, kissed her, and breathed haphazardly onto her face. "No condom."
Shen Tinghe had clearly forgotten about it, her eyes filled with confusion, still wondering why you stopped.
Chen Rancheng kissed her eyes and repeated it.
Shen Tinghe finally came to her senses, hooked her arm around his neck and said, "I won't wear it anymore." As she spoke, she tried to pull down Chen Rancheng's pants.
Chen Rancheng quickly pressed his hand down, and Shen Tinghe looked up at him with a puzzled expression. Chen Rancheng felt a jolt of electricity run down his scalp from her stare.
He wanted to, but he couldn't.
He kissed her ear a few times, "I'll go out and buy it, you take a shower first, okay?"
Shen Tinghe clung to him tightly, she was very attached to him and just wanted to hold him. Chen Rancheng brushed aside her disheveled hair and coaxed, "Soon. I'll be back after you take a shower."
"No." She rarely said that.
"Don't you want to take responsibility for me, Chen Rancheng?" Shen Tinghe said, feeling wronged, and tears welled up in her eyes again.
Chen Rancheng laughed, "What nonsense are you thinking? I'm only going because I'm responsible for you..."
Shen Tinghe ignored him and directly silenced him with a kiss, "Then I want you to not wear a condom. Like the first time."
As she spoke, she reached down and touched his penis through his pants, cupped it in her hand, and stroked it up and down.
Even if Chen Ran was a blockhead, she still managed to provoke him. "Are you sure?"
Shen Tinghe looked up at him, her hands still moving. "Confirmed."
"Okay," Chen Ran thought to himself, his hand sliding down her waist and into her pants. Without any foreplay, her crotch was already wet, and the warm air enveloped his large hand.
The slippery liquid clung to his hands, exceptionally smooth. Chen Rancheng didn't knead it much before bending over and inserting it.
The long-awaited vagina made my penis very excited; the tight, unbearable vagina felt like countless suction cups tightly sucking on my penis.
He had only just shoved the needle into one of the holes, and Chen Ran felt like his head was about to explode.
Shen Tinghe was also in a bad mood. Although she was already wet enough, the feeling of rejection was still very strong because she hadn't had a foreign object invading her for a long time. She wanted him to come in while also wanting to push him out. Her back was arched and her hands were tightly gripping Chen Rancheng's arm, leaving finger marks.
"It hurts a little," Shen Tinghe said, wrinkling her nose.
Chen Rancheng hugged her and soothed her with his lips on her face, "I know, relax, it hurts too."
The veins on his forehead bulged, his teeth clenched, and he arched his back and thrust forward, inserting the entire length.
Shen Tinghe tensed up slightly, then let out a sigh of relief.
The penis familiarized itself with the terrain of the vagina, circling and pounding inside, the glans bumping around, occasionally being enveloped by the tight, soft flesh, sending electric shocks throughout the body.
Her snow-white legs were lifted and folded in front of her chest, and the penis was pulled out and slapped against her pink and soft breasts, forcefully squeezing open her tender sac.
The glistening nectar clung to their joined bodies, making a squelching sound as it was thrust in. The penis was pulled out, dripping with clear fluid between their legs, before being thrust back in with a slapping sound.
Each drop was deeper and heavier than the last.
The fair panel was stained with red marks, and Shen Tinghe buried her head under the cushion, humming softly from time to time.
With a series of rapid, continuous thrusts, the muscles in her buttocks tightened, and the last thrust slammed into her little hole. Shen Tinghe couldn't help but tremble, "Mmm... Ah..." Her buttocks lifted and fell again, and her honey-like fluid overflowed along the crevice.
Chen Rancheng pulled out his penis, caressed the little cunt with his hand, and went into the little hole to stir the juice. The liquid that had not yet spurted out was once again drawn out.
Those who hadn't recovered from their shock climbed to the clouds once again.
Chen Rancheng shook the honey off his hands, picked up Shen Tinghe, and made her sit on his lap. He then passed his arms under her legs to restrain them.
An attitude that is difficult to resist and leaves no room for argument.
The powerful waves crashed down from the sky, splashing white foam onto the shore. Before the foam could even dissipate, it was hit by the next wave, overlapping and overlapping again.
With her legs pinned down, Shen Tinghe had nowhere to hide and became a puppet in Chen Rancheng's hands.
The loud thuds echoed across the roof. The little feet, hanging in the air, were red from being tightly curled up, the face was flushed, and the area between the legs was bright red from the impacts.
The snow-white jade was stained red.
A soft moan shattered on the ground, and she jumped down, her voice trembling. "Ah...no...no..." Shen Tinghe involuntarily began to resist, grabbing Chen Rancheng's arm and trying to make him stop his frenzied thrusting.
How could Shen Tinghe get his way? He had already felt the softness of that flesh and poked at it at the right angle, teasing it back and forth.
The dense, gushing stream of water enveloped the penis, and Chen Rancheng let out a soft, pleasurable groan.
A light drizzle sprayed out, and Shen Tinghe's trembling body recoiled. Chen Rancheng pushed her back briefly and stopped chasing. His penis slid out, spurting out in an arc.
"Ah...ah...um..." Her erect body fell heavily back down, her legs limply hanging at her sides.
Chen Rancheng found her lips and chuckled, "Why are you still so wet after crying, baby?"
Shen Tinghe blushed, her eyes glazed over, and weakly patted his face.
Shut up.
Her small mouth opened and closed, her chest rising and falling with her breath, and Chen Rancheng watched the smile in the corner of her eyes, which was intoxicating.
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