Chapter 27



Chapter 27

◎“I bought it because I miss you so much…”◎

In matters of love and sex, Cheng Jiamo is a typical person who "has never eaten pork, but has seen pigs run."

Even though she had never been in a relationship, she had lived in Thailand for three years. It was a sexually liberal place, so she was forced to learn a lot about relationships between men and women, even if she didn't want to.

He Qingzhao's use of "bite" means to break the character down into two parts.

Although she understood immediately, she couldn't show that she understood; she had to pretend she didn't.

Only by pretending not to understand could she avoid doing what He Qingzhao said.

So she pretended to be stupid, opened her mouth and bit He Qingzhao's shoulder, looking at him with clear eyes: "I bit you."

He Qingzhao narrowed his eyes: "Really don't understand? Or are you deliberately playing dumb with me?"

Cheng Jiamo said sincerely, "Didn't you say you wanted me to bite you?"

He Qingzhao curled the corners of his mouth, grabbed her head with his large hand, and pressed her face down.

"I see, do you understand?"

Cheng Jiamo lay face down, her lips landing perfectly on top of him.

She blushed so much that her cheeks turned bright red, and the redness spread from her face to her neck, turning her entire back of her neck completely red.

He Qingzhao looked at her pink nape, his Adam's apple bobbing. He grabbed the back of her head with his large hand and shook her head back and forth.

Under his control, Cheng Jiamo rubbed her mouth against the smooth fabric of his trousers.

She could clearly feel his change, just like the colorful beads she played with as a child, which visibly swelled up after being soaked in water, becoming a very large bead.

It grew larger and larger, becoming frighteningly large, like a ferocious beast imprisoned in the abyss, about to burst forth from the depths.

Unable to bear it any longer, she opened her mouth and took a big bite.

He Qingzhao almost let out a wolf howl, but he clenched his teeth tightly and held it back, only letting out a low, hoarse groan from his throat.

He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly, his jaw muscles clenched tightly, and a terrifying lust burning in his eyes.

Cheng Jiamo knew she had caused trouble, and in fright she hurriedly hugged his strong waist, buried her face in his legs, and rubbed against him obediently.

He Qingzhao patted her head without saying anything.

After that, Cheng Jiamo didn't dare to lift her head and kept her face buried in his legs.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped.

He Qingzhao patted her on the lower back: "Get up."

Cheng Jiamo slowly lifted her head from his lap, her face flushed red from being cooped up for so long.

She nervously pursed her lips and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry."

He Qingzhao smiled and touched her rosy face: "If you have this strength, save it for me to bite tonight."

Since the butler had already gotten out of the car and left, he no longer cared about his words and stopped trying to lower his voice.

Startled, Cheng Jiamo grabbed his neck and hurriedly straddled his lap, pressing herself tightly against his chest.

"I... I won't do it again next time, please forgive me this time."

While in Thailand, she had unintentionally seen such scenes on television; it was a European or American film.

A woman was kneeling in front of a hairy, muscular man, her mouth wide open and head tilted back, drool dripping from her mouth.

She still feels disgusted and horrified when she thinks about it now.

"He Qingzhao." She hugged his neck tightly with both hands, rubbing her face against his hard, hot chest. "You're too big, I'm scared, please don't bite."

He Qingzhao was almost about to give in to her gentleness, and a "okay" was about to come out of his mouth, but then she said, "And it's so dirty there, so disgusting."

He Qingzhao laughed in exasperation, pinching her waist hard with his large hand: "Be good, you won't be dirty after washing."

Cheng Jiamo wanted to refuse again, but He Qingzhao said, "I've already bitten it for you."

“I didn’t ask you to bite it!” Cheng Jiamo retorted. “You insisted on biting it yourself, and I didn’t like it at all.”

Now she felt completely confident, and immediately let go of He Qingzhao's neck, speaking to him with a straight face.

“You bit me without my permission. You insisted on doing it yourself. You can’t force me to do the same just because you did it yourself.”

She mumbled a long string of words, as if reciting a tongue twister.

This was the first time He Qingzhao had been rendered speechless by someone's rebuttal; she couldn't even refute it because what she said was true.

"get off."

He Qingzhao pushed her away with a cold face, opened the car door, and coldly got out of the car.

Looking at his aloof back, Cheng Jiamo thought to herself, "Oh no, I've angered him again."

But let him be angry. At most, he'll just ignore her when he's angry, which is better than forcing her to do that kind of thing.

Seeing He Qingzhao stride forward without waiting for her, she stood still.

Because she was wondering whether she should follow them or leave quietly on her own.

After thinking about it, I decided to leave quietly on my own.

Just as she turned to leave, He Qingzhao also turned around.

"Cheng Jiaming, you're really bold!" He Qingzhao looked at her with a smile. "You're planning to run away right in front of me?"

Cheng Jiamo turned around awkwardly and smiled sheepishly: "No, I didn't mean to run away."

She ran quickly to He Qingzhao, grabbed his hand, and shook it.

"He Qingzhao, don't be angry. I didn't mean to run away. It's just that you look scary when you're angry. I'm timid and don't dare to get close to you."

"Which eye of yours saw that I was angry?" He Qingzhao was neither angry nor amused. He raised his hand and pinched her cheek. "I'm not angry. If I were really angry, I wouldn't have let you get out of the car. I would have let you cry in the car until your voice became hoarse."

Cheng Jiamo stared wide-eyed in horror: "..."

That's terrifying!

He Qingzhao took her hand: "Let's go eat."

Cheng Jiamo didn't expect He Qingzhao to actually bring her to dinner. Although she wasn't completely full, she was about half full, and it wouldn't matter if she didn't eat anymore.

"Actually, I'm not that hungry, I don't need to eat anymore."

"I'm hungry, eat with me."

He Qingzhao led her into a courtyard in the style of the Tang Dynasty, walked along a bamboo path, passed through an arched gate, and entered a restaurant with an elegant and antique charm.

This was Cheng Jiamo's second time visiting this type of restaurant, both times brought by He Qingzhao, though not the same one. What they had in common was that both had elegant environments, clearly places that ordinary people couldn't afford.

After the two entered the private room and took their seats, He Qingzhao asked the waiter to order food.

The food was served quickly; several dishes were brought out in no time.

Cheng Jiamo wasn't very hungry at first, but her eyes lit up when she saw the dishes that looked and smelled delicious.

"Wow, this looks delicious."

He Qingzhao handed her the chopsticks: "No need to rush this time, eat slowly."

Cheng Jiamo took the chopsticks and smiled sweetly at him: "Thank you, then I won't be polite."

He Qingzhao smiled and replied, "You'd better be more polite."

The more he acted this way, the more relaxed Cheng Jiamo felt, and she chuckled as she ate with a cheerful heart.

It was the first time she ate with He Qingzhao, and she didn't eat much because she was nervous.

Now that the two are completely familiar with each other, she is no longer reserved when eating or talking.

"Mmm, it's so delicious!"

Her little mouth was glistening with oil from eating, and she shook her head contentedly.

He Qingzhao had never seen anyone eat so happily, like a blissful little pig.

He was amused, pressed his tongue against his cheek, trying to hold back his laughter, but he couldn't help it and turned his face to laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Cheng Jiamo kicked his leg.

He Qingzhao smiled and reached out, wiping her mouth with his thumb: "I'm laughing because there are rice grains on your face."

Cheng Jiamo touched her face: "Is there any more?"

He Qingzhao looked at her gently and said, "That's all."

Cheng Jiamo asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

He Qingzhao smiled and said, "You eat."

Didn't you say you were hungry?

He Qingzhao leaned back in his chair and said with a gentle smile, "I'm full just watching you eat."

Looking at his carefree demeanor, Cheng Jiamo said seriously, "He Qingzhao, you need to eat more and not drink too much. Drinking too much will harm your health."

He Qingzhao's heart softened, but she raised an eyebrow and replied in a deliberately flippant tone, "Worried about me?"

“Of course.” Cheng Jiamo looked at him. “You’re my boyfriend, how could I not worry about you?”

It was a very ordinary sentence, but He Qingzhao was captivated by it.

He was so aroused that his heart tingled and throbbed, and he couldn't wait to hold her, kiss her, kiss her all over her body, and make her tremble beneath him, blooming for him.

Just thinking about it in his mind was enough to make him excited and his blood boil.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he gazed intently at her, his voice low and husky as he said, "Holding it in for too long is bad for your health."

Cheng Jiamo: "..."

She shouldn't have said that!

She doesn't care how much he drinks, even if he drinks himself to death, it's none of her business.

But the thought of him getting into trouble from drinking makes her feel terrible.

“He Qingzhao, I’m really worried about you, but you always say such frivolous things and act like you don’t care at all.”

He Qingzhao wasn't indifferent; in fact, he cared too much, which is why she was so easily aroused by his simple words that he had a physical reaction regardless of the occasion.

He forcefully suppressed the urge within him and reached out to touch her face: "Just kidding. Eat up, eat your fill, and grow into a chubby little pig."

"You're the little pig, you're the big pig!" Cheng Jiamo slammed her chopsticks down on the bowl, pouting angrily. "Fine, I'm not eating anymore."

Actually, she was already full, but as soon as she finished speaking, she shamelessly let out a burp.

He Qingzhao suppressed a laugh: "Still burping, looks like you haven't eaten enough."

"Ugh, you're so annoying!" Cheng Jiamo stood up and threw herself into his arms, laughing as she playfully hit him on the shoulder. "He Qingzhao, you're so sarcastic towards me."

He Qingzhao took the opportunity to pull her onto his lap and kissed her lips as he wished, sucking on her moist, rosy lips.

Haven't you made sarcastic remarks about me enough times?

Cheng Jiamo firmly denied ever speaking ill of him, tilting her head and leaning on his shoulder: "No, I never spoke ill of you."

He Qingzhao put his arm around her waist, lifted her up easily with one arm, and weighed her up as if estimating her weight, saying in a serious tone, "Little pig has gotten quite a bit heavier."

"You're the pig!" Cheng Jiamo kicked her legs. "Stop hugging me. I just finished eating, and your hug is making me uncomfortable."

He Qingzhao put her down and took her hand as they went downstairs.

After getting into the car, Cheng Jiamo felt sleepy and lazily yawned: "Where are we going?"

He Qingzhao said, "Come to my place." He patted his leg. "Go to sleep."

Cheng Jiamo swayed and fell onto his lap.

When she woke up, she found herself lying in a bed that was clearly meant for a single man.

Without a doubt, this must be He Qingzhao's residence.

She didn't call He Qingzhao immediately; the first thing she did upon waking was reach for her phone.

However, just as she picked it up, He Qingzhao pushed open the door and walked in, holding a glass of water in his hand.

Cheng Jiamo placed her phone on the bedside table, but it wasn't placed securely and fell to the floor. It bounced once on the soft, thick carpet and then landed under the bed.

She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, reaching under the bed, but found a cylindrical object.

What is this?

She took it in her hand and looked at it. One end was a white, soft, gelatinous thing, like a donut. The opening was about the size of her thumb and forefinger when they made a circle. Inside were some tiny white granules, which looked strange.

He Qingzhao: "..."

Cheng Jiamo was still turning the glass over and over, unaware that He Qingzhao was gripping the water glass tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, the glass almost bursting under his hand.

"He Qingzhao, this is..."

"Put it down!" He Qingzhao's voice was cold.

Startled, Cheng Jiamo quickly placed him on the bed and cautiously asked, "W-what happened?"

She was frightened by He Qingzhao's cold gaze and nervously moved back, but her hand accidentally pressed on the cylindrical part, and her thumb touched the power button.

With a whooshing sound, the white donut suddenly contracted violently, bobbing up and down.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and her mouth opened wide, forming an "O" shape.

Ahhhh! She seems to know what this is!

Looking at her open, rosy lips and listening to the buzzing sound, He Qingzhao could no longer suppress his long-suppressed desires.

He placed the water glass on the bedside table, grabbed her head, kissed her lips, and pressed her down.

“Yes, that’s what you think.” He looked at her with dark eyes and said in a hoarse voice, “It’s because I missed you so much that I couldn’t resist buying that thing.”

Cheng Jiamo's face turned deathly pale with fright, and her voice trembled: "He Qingzhao, you, you calm down, I, I..."

He Qingzhao, unable to contain himself any longer, blurted out, "I can't calm down, Cheng Jiamo, you're driving me crazy." He pressed his thumb against her red lips and rubbed them back and forth. "I've never used that thing, and I don't want to. I only want you."

Cheng Jiamo reached out and touched it, picked it up, and handed it to him like a treasure: "He Qingzhao, you should use this."

Instead of getting angry, He Qingzhao laughed: "What, you want to watch me use it?"

[Author's Note]

Anyone want to see what Boss He uses? Raise your hand if you do! [doge emoji]

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