Chapter 79: Burning Fire Tastes the Sweetness of Control
The words were so unfamiliar that Xin Mian didn't even realize what they meant.
But he grabbed her hand and pressed it down, his palm burning hot against her through the fabric, a triumphant display.
I stood up almost instantly to greet her.
Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she instinctively tried to pull her hand away. "...You're disgusting!"
Chi Yu kissed the back of her ear, firmly holding her hand, his voice low and seductive, "Baby, don't you really want to try?"
"I won't move, I'll do whatever you say."
"It's under your control; you are its master."
Her breath trembled, "...I can't..."
Chi Yu rolled over while holding her, and their positions were instantly reversed.
The man lay on his back, leaning against the headboard, with Xin Mian pinned to the ground in front of him, her waist held by his hand.
The soft palm was still pressing down.
From this angle, it seems even more exciting.
Despite having met many times before, she was still amazed by Chi Yu's extraordinary talent every time she faced him directly.
Actually, their sizes don't match.
But Chi Yu will prioritize her feelings and patiently wait for her to adapt so that she is ready to accept him.
Although she's a bit of a pushover, she's unlikely to escape even a single round from him.
The two not only have a huge difference in physique, but also a world of difference in physical ability.
Even when she was almost exhausted from the continuous excitement, he still wanted to do it a few more times.
It's almost a given that he makes her cry, but it's also an undeniable fact that he always manages to make her feel comfortable.
Xinmian felt intimidated when facing him, yet she also enjoyed the ultimate feeling he brought her.
At this moment, she didn't dare to look at him at all. She pursed her lips and let him lead her away.
There was a rustling sound. He held her by the back of the neck, pressed her down, kissed her, and whispered, "Baby, have you learned it yet?"
She blinked, completely oblivious to what had just happened, her face flushing red.
But after he guided her to press down on him, he let go of her hand.
Chi Yu did indeed keep his promise.
He was right; all priorities were in her hands, entirely under her control.
Xinmian's cheeks flushed red; she could only rely on her intuition.
She heard him hiss softly as his hand and fingers turned slightly red.
She subconsciously looked up and met his deep, intense gaze.
The man's surging desire was tightly suppressed, revealing only a hint of the calm before the storm, making it extremely alluring.
His brows furrowed slightly, his expression a mixture of pain and pleasure, a reaction that pleased her.
Xinmian seems to have tasted the sweetness of "control".
In that instant, she recalled the countless times they had been together, how he had tossed her to the clouds, forcefully controlling and prolonging the experience, that extreme feeling of fullness and emptiness, of tingling and itching, and she wanted him to feel it too.
As a result, Xinmian became bolder.
Then she heard the breathing around her grow heavier and heavier.
He grabbed her slender neck and pulled her close, kissing her lips again, restraining himself from taking the initiative, "Baby, you're so good."
His rapid breathing echoed in her ears as he praised her again and again.
"Yes, that's it..."
"The baby is progressing so fast..."
Xinmian blushed with embarrassment at his praise, whimpering as he held her tongue in his mouth, sucking, licking, and teasing her with more force than ever before, as if to make up for the regret that he couldn't exert himself in other places.
She was lost in his kiss when her hand slipped, and she heard him let out a heavy groan.
His sexy, magnetic voice exploded in her ear, and he chuckled helplessly, "Baby, you'll still need it in the future."
Her heart was pounding, and she asked softly, "...Did I hurt you?"
Chi Yu coaxed her to continue, "It's great."
She secretly lifted her eyelids to peek at him.
Even though he was being controlled by her, he still maintained a cocky and arrogant demeanor, his eyes and brows revealing a mixture of smugness and hidden pain, which prompted him to kiss her even more forcefully.
Her breath was hot, and she seemed to have control over his pulse, yet she could never synchronize with his rapid heartbeat.
Xinmian's wrists were sore.
He hadn't reached his threshold yet, but she was already too tired to move.
Seeing his smug and secretly pleased expression, she still couldn't help but want to compete with him.
She pressed her soft fingertip against him, paused, and raised her chin to look at him. "Not now."
Chi Yu paused for a few seconds, letting out a few gasps, and bit her tongue. "Then what can we do?"
"Baby..." His breathing grew heavier and heavier, and he even couldn't help but thrust his hips forward, only to be held down by her other hand.
His eyes were bloodshot with suppressed rage.
Did you have fun?
Xin Mian's ears burned, and she nodded shyly. Looking at his skin, which was flushed from restraint, every inch of it was extremely beautiful, containing an explosive power that surpassed a volcanic eruption.
He glanced down at her and whispered a compliment, "Baby's hands are so beautiful."
Xin Mian was slow to realize the truth, but even though he was suppressing his feelings, he did so with great satisfaction.
It's a very contradictory feeling.
He was controlled by her and unable to let go, yet he also experienced a great sense of psychological satisfaction because of her influence.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she asked her the same question he had always asked her in the past, "Are you comfortable?"
He pressed his forehead against hers, nodded, and answered honestly, "Comfortable, I love it."
"I love everything the baby gives me."
Her breathing was unsteady, and her aching, weak hands finally gave way, slipping unconsciously.
A strong, pervasive scent filled the air, like the smell of photinia flowers.
Xin Mian froze as he captured her tongue in his mouth, and a scalding, overwhelming kiss swept over her.
She was finally able to let go, her palms red and trembling.
Chi Yu picked her up and sat up, then took out a tissue to wipe her hands.
He pulled her fingers to his lips and kissed them carefully, one by one.
Xin Mian blushed, her eyelashes glistening with moisture, as if she, not he, had been the one being controlled just now.
His kiss landed gently, tenderly brushing against her lips, tickling her slightly and eliciting her protest.
She was completely enveloped in his embrace, only realizing it later.
"...I feel like this isn't a punishment for you, but rather a reward..."
Chi Yu chuckled softly in her ear, his breath hot and unnatural. "I was holding back like that just now."
"But anything you give me is a reward."
"Punishment can also be a reward."
Xin Mian was speechless after being shut down by his few words, so she held her breath against his chest to calm herself.
After sitting for a while, I felt a little uncomfortable, and I saluted her as soon as I moved slightly.
She was now a bit bolder and tried to use her knee to push it away, but as soon as she made the move, he grabbed her and pressed her down.
The man's large hand cupped the back of her head, pulling her closer. His sticky, warm kisses entwined around her, while his other hand gently massaged her.
My palms were completely wet.
He laughed heartily, "Baby, you're like this."
Xin Mian's face turned bright red, and she sobbed as he held her lips to his, unable to argue.
After soaking in the hot springs in the afternoon, I returned to Dongpu Lane at sunset.
Now, more than an hour has passed, and it is completely dark outside.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it's the blue hour after the sunset, with hazy moonlight and sparse starlight.
The temperature dropped sharply, which could be felt even through the window.
The indoor temperature was warm as spring, and humidity kept rising and being absorbed.
The girl bit her hand, sobbing uncontrollably. Just as her head was about to hit the headboard, a large hand protected her.
She called his name in a clingy, affectionate way, which only fueled his desire to possess her even more.
——
After New Year's Day, Wangshui Island gets colder and colder.
Xinmian is always bundled up like a ball whenever she goes out. Chi Yu makes her wear a hat because of the strong wind at the beach, and no hairstyle can be without the hat.
When she didn't have to go to kindergarten, she loved to have him drive slowly along the coastal road, watching couples strolling, watching tourists brave the cold wind to collect seashells, watching the sunset and the starry sky reflect each other, and then return to No. 7 Dongpu Lane to have a warm bowl of seafood porridge cooked by Chen Xiulian.
After returning from the hot spring resort, Qin Shengtian and Yang Chengjing's relationship plummeted, while Lin Jiachi continued to chase after Min Shuyun.
Although Liu Haoyuan didn't know what happened that night, he knew Yang Chengjing's thoughts and tirelessly gave him advice.
Xin Mian overheard this a few times by chance and secretly told Qin Shengtian the "information".
Qin Shengtian is no longer in a hurry; she's just going to live her life as usual.
Whenever the group gets together, with Liu Haoyuan, a master at enlivening the atmosphere, there's never a dull moment.
Life was peaceful and wonderful, so wonderful that Xinmian almost forgot that there were people in Yuncheng who were hoping for her to return.
After class on Tuesday, she took Xiaoliwo to an internet cafe, where they had dinner together. After Li Ke got off work, she and Chi Yu took them home.
It was quite late when they returned to Dongpu Lane. Chen Xiulian went to her room to rest, leaving a warm yellow light on in the living room.
The chubby orange cat nestled in its warm little bed. Hearing the sound, it lazily lifted its eyelids towards the door, saw that it was a familiar person, and then closed its eyes again to continue sleeping peacefully.
Xinmian accidentally got her sweater scratched by a child's paintbrush while in kindergarten today. As soon as she got back to her room, she couldn't wait to go to the bathroom.
The girl took a long time to shower, and by the time she came out, Chi Yu had already finished showering on the second floor and was sitting on a single sofa typing on his keyboard.
Hearing the noise, he moved the laptop aside, reached out and pulled her onto his lap, hugging her.
Her hair was half-dry, with slightly damp ends, and fell naturally over her shoulders, with a few strands slipping into the neckline of her pajamas.
Chi Yu's eyes darkened. He brushed aside a few strands of hair and lowered his head to kiss her neck.
"Your phone has been ringing the whole time."
Xinmian felt ticklish from his kisses, and while laughing, she dodged and reached for her phone. The locked screen showed five or six missed calls.
She clicked on it, and the smile on her face slowly froze.
Chi Yu's gaze remained fixed on her, and he naturally noticed her emotions. He put his hands on her hips, hugged her tightly, and asked in a low voice, "Who called?"
Her fingertips paused slightly, and just as she was about to speak, her hand rang again.
It's the same Yuncheng number as before.
Her eyes flashed, she hesitated for a few seconds, and then pressed the answer button.
In the quiet night, Zhang Jiandong's voice came clearly from the other end of the receiver.
Eager and full of anticipation.
"Mianmian, you finally answered the phone."
Xin Mian asked in a calm voice, "Is there something you need?"
Zhang Jiandong smiled, unperturbed by her coldness. "The New Year is just over two weeks away. I was wondering when you'll be back?"
"Planet or high-speed train? Dad will pick you up then."
As soon as he finished speaking, both sides of the receiver fell silent again.
Zhang Jiandong nervously rubbed his hands together, and rustling sounds could be heard from time to time.
"No, thank you."
"I'm not going home for the Chinese New Year."
The girl's voice was cold and emotionless, like a pronouncement of judgment.
Zhang Jiandong grew anxious, "Mianmian, the Spring Festival is a time for family reunion, how can you not go home?"
"Your Aunt Ge knows she was wrong. Dad has already talked to her. Xiao Yi misses you too. You should go home."
"Nowhere is as comfortable as home."
As Xin Mian listened to his urgent voice on the other end, her hand gripping the phone tightened until her fingertips turned white.
Chi Yu was right beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder and holding her tightly in his broad palm.
After a long while, she seemed to have calmed herself down and repeated it again.
I'm not going home for Chinese New Year.
"You don't need to call me about this anymore."
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