Chapter 4, Chapter 93: "Tonight I'll let you..."
With a slap, He Qingzhao received a slap on the face, and several pink finger marks immediately appeared on half of her fair and delicate face.
He Qingzhao froze, his sharp jawline tightening instantly, his facial muscles taut and hard, but he quickly relaxed again.
He looked at Cheng Jiamo, who was sleeping soundly, and chuckled helplessly. He buried his face in her chest, wanting to bite her but not daring to, afraid that he would lose control and hurt her. He took a deep breath and nestled closer to her, suppressing his desire.
In her drowsy state, Cheng Jiamo heard someone talking, buzzing in her ear like bees, which annoyed her to no end. So she slapped him, completely unaware that she had slapped He Qingzhao in her sleep.
The buzzing finally stopped, but then a dog pounced on her, nuzzling against her maliciously and even opening its mouth wide as if to bite her.
Cheng Jiamo was terrified. She waved her hands and slapped the dog's head, kicking it wildly as she tried to get rid of the dog that was pressing down on her.
He Qingzhao had several conspicuous finger marks on his left cheek and several bloody nail marks on his right cheek. He was also kicked in the waist.
Seeing that Cheng Jiamo was about to kick him between the legs, he was so frightened that he quickly grabbed her ankle and stopped her dangerous behavior.
"Momo." He pressed down on her kicking legs with one hand and patted her shoulder with the other. "Wake up, Momo, wake up."
Cheng Jiamo was woken up and opened her eyes groggily. When she saw He Qingzhao's handsome face close to hers, she raised her arm and hugged his neck, snuggling into his arms and acting coquettishly.
"He Qingzhao, I had a nightmare."
He Qingzhao lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then gently patted her back to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, baby." Then he asked, "What nightmare did you have, baby?"
Cheng Jiamo thought of the dog in her dream that was rubbing against her and trying to bite her, and she took her anger out on He Qingzhao, pinching his arm and saying angrily, "I dreamed of a dog that jumped on me and rubbed against me, and even tried to bite me."
He Qingzhao: "..."
After Cheng Jiamo finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have heard He Qingzhao talking to her while she was sleeping.
She quickly lifted her head from his embrace, looking at him with teary eyes: "I was half asleep, but I think I heard you talking to me. What did you say?"
Looking into her watery eyes, He Qingzhao felt a surge of tenderness, a tingling sensation that made his entire body go numb, leaving him utterly defenseless.
He didn't want to appear anxious in front of her, nor did he want her to look down on him, and he certainly didn't want to frighten her, so he hurriedly pressed her face into his arms: "She didn't say anything."
Cheng Jiamo didn't ask any more questions, nor did she think much of it.
She nestled in He Qingzhao's arms and yawned, tilting her head to the side and nuzzling her forehead against his chest.
He Qingzhao patted her head and said in a gentle and slow tone, "Go to sleep, sleep a little longer."
Cheng Jiamo asked, "What time is it?"
He Qingzhao subconsciously raised his hand to check the time, but his wrist was empty; he had taken off his wristwatch while showering. He reached for his phone and glanced at it.
"It's still early, only a little past three."
Cheng Jiamo straightened up from his embrace: "I'm not sleeping anymore. If I sleep too much in the afternoon, I won't be able to sleep at night."
He Qingzhao looked at her tenderly and smiled, "You'll fall asleep when you're tired."
Cheng Jiamo slapped his taut arm: "People say that excessive indulgence is bad for your health, and besides, you're not young anymore, so you should restrain yourself."
He Qingzhao teased her on purpose: "When I said I was tired, I meant running, playing ball, or doing housework. It turns out that Momo was thinking about doing bedroom exercises."
Cheng Jiamo knew that He Qingzhao was teasing her on purpose, and she no longer felt embarrassed or annoyed as before. She just rolled her eyes at him lightly.
"Are you busy this afternoon?" She got out of bed, put on her slippers, and stood up to walk towards the bathroom. "If you're not busy, I'll go check on Zhang Wenqian."
As she walked, she raised her hand to tie her hair.
He Qingzhao followed her into the bathroom, hugged her from behind, arched his back and pressed his chin against her neck, clinging to her like a big dog.
Cheng Jiamo nudged his chest with her elbow: "Let go, I'm washing my face."
He Qingzhao didn't loosen his grip; instead, he hugged her even tighter, his arms wrapped tightly around her soft waist. As she bent over to wash her face, he pressed his face against her back, his thin lips kissing and biting her back.
"He Qingzhao." Cheng Jiamo reached behind him and patted his head. "Stop kissing me, I need to wash my face."
He Qingzhao bit her snow-white nape, his thin lips rubbing against her neck, his breath deep and hoarse: "You go wash."
Cheng Jiamo could only turn around, looking at him with a helpless yet tender expression, and patted his face: "Be good, wait for me outside, I'll be done washing soon."
He Qingzhao was amused by her coaxing tone, and chuckled in a deep voice. Then he grabbed her wrist and bit her slender, pink fingertips.
Cheng Jiamo knew he hadn't had enough, like someone who had been starving for a long time and had only eaten a few bites of food; how could he possibly be full?
From the moment they met until now, He Qingzhao has always been considerate of her feelings and wholeheartedly served her, while he himself has always suppressed his own feelings.
She could clearly feel He Qingzhao's repression. He was very restrained, almost to the point of being overly restrained, as if she were a broken porcelain doll that had been repaired. He held her carefully in his hands, no longer daring to use force as before, and not even daring to make any large movements.
At first, she thought it was because he was old and didn't have as many needs anymore, which was why he was so gentle.
However, after doing it a few more times, she realized that he was still the same as before, with a very high demand, but he was just forcibly suppressing himself.
Based on his past experience, one or two times was not enough; he needed at least three or four times each time to satisfy his craving.
Cheng Jiamo sensed it in the bathroom that afternoon, but she was too tired at the time, so she pretended not to notice.
Now that she has rested, she has decided to be direct, not wanting He Qingzhao to suppress himself any longer.
She reached out and hugged He Qingzhao's lean waist, nuzzling her face against his chest: "How about tonight?"
He Qingzhao didn't say anything, but just patted her head.
Cheng Jiamo opened her mouth and bit his muscular chest, saying softly, "I won't sleep tonight, I'll let you have your fill, okay?"
She looked up at him with wet eyes, her gaze both charming and alluring.
He Qingzhao's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly. Not wanting her to see his intense desire, he hurriedly pressed her face into his chest, his voice hoarse as he said, "Baby, I didn't mean to..."
Cheng Jiaming interrupted him: "I am." She raised her head again, looking up at him with her small face, "He Qingzhao, I want you to be like you used to be, can you still do that?"
He Qingzhao narrowed his eyes and pinched her chin with two fingers: "Are you deliberately provoking me?"
Cheng Jiamo tilted her head and bit his wrist, her red lips pressed against the back of his hand and kissed it, lingering on his protruding knuckles and gently biting them, then sucking on his fingertips.
He Qingzhao stared at her with a deep gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing. Watching her moist, red lips take his finger into her mouth, he felt a tickle in his throat, wishing he could immediately replace his finger with…
The moment her soft tongue touched his fingers, He Qingzhao's breath caught in his throat. He grabbed her waist, turned her around abruptly, and forcefully slammed her against the table. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Do you know how much I've missed you, hmm?"
Cheng Jiamo's voice trembled slightly: "I know, I can feel it."
He Qingzhao bit her earlobe with restraint, and whispered with a laugh in her ear, "Knowing that you still say such things, aren't you afraid that I'll make you..." He pressed his voice hoarse against her neck and said, "I really want to make you cry."
Cheng Jiamo tilted her head and bit his arm hard, then pressed her face against his arm, rubbing against him like a cat: "Then just go for it, I want you to..."
He Qingzhao quickly turned her face and kissed her lips.
A cell phone rang urgently...
He Qingzhao released her mouth, cursed, and turned to go out to answer the phone.
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