Chapter 44
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Wang Zhi had no strength left. He stared at the suspicious water stains at the corners of Gao Bochong's mouth and said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Don't say that..."
"Don't say what?"
Gao Bochong deliberately weighed him. Wang Zhiming was obviously a tall young man, but Gao Bochong seemed so relaxed when holding him, as if he was holding a big doll.
Wang Zhi was thrown up by him and fell into his arms again. The slight feeling of weightlessness made Wang Zhi's heart beat a little faster. The feeling of the fireworks exploding just now had not completely dissipated. He was half a beat late and stammered, "No... Don't call me sweet."
"But you are very sweet." Gao Bochong smiled and suddenly lowered his head. "Try it yourself?"
How does he taste it himself?
Wang Zhi was a little confused, Gao Bocong's lips were already touching hers.
...He even has his own... at the corner of his mouth!!!
Wang Zhi's pupils trembled, but Gao Bochong had already lowered his teeth. Regardless of Wang Zhi's struggle, his thick tongue squeezed into his mouth unscrupulously, entwining with Wang Zhi's tongue and moving together.
Wang Zhi was left breathless by his strong and rude behavior, and even felt as if he tasted a strange taste on the tip of his tongue, a little fishy, but just as Gao Bocong said, with a hint of sweetness.
Wang Zhi struggled and whimpered, trying to separate his tongue from Gao Bocong's. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, quickly wetting the front of his wedding dress.
Gao Bochong finally let him go, looked at the wet mark on his chest, and asked him, "Can you taste it?"
Wang Zhi was afraid that if he said no, Gao Bochong would force him to taste it again, so he nodded quickly: "I tasted it..."
But Gao Bochong insisted, "What's that smell?"
“…sweet.”
Wang Zhi's face was so red that even his eyes felt a little hot, as if he was about to cry because of the huge shame.
Gao Bochong smiled and said, "I said, everything about the baby is sweet."
Wang Zhi didn't dare tell him to stop, because he felt it would be useless. Gao Bochong was usually overbearing, but he was also negotiable. But in bed, he was a tyrannical tyrant.
But Wang Zhi didn't expect that just because he didn't speak, it didn't mean Gao Bochong wouldn't do anything to him.
After he put Wang Zhi on the bed, he suddenly said, "Wait."
Then he turned and left.
Wang Zhi lay on the bed alone, a little dumbfounded.
What does this mean?
Could it be that Gao Bochong suddenly remembered that he had some official business to attend to?
What kind of dedicated and overbearing CEO is this?!
Just when Wang Zhi stood up hesitantly and wanted to check on her husband, Gao Bochong had already returned. Not only was he holding something in his hand, but he also had a pair of white stockings draped over his elbow.
…
Wang Zhi's head suddenly started to burn.
When he was wearing his wedding dress, he saw the stockings placed aside, but it was okay to wear a wedding dress, after all, Wang Zhi had worn women's clothing on the show before, but the stockings were a bit too much, so he ignored them directly.
But now, Gao Bochong deliberately took out the stockings again, and there was no need to think about the meaning.
Gao Bochong looked at Wang Zhi, who was half-kneeling on the bed. Seeing his flushed face, he couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong?"
He also asked!
Wang Zhi thought Gao Bochong looked serious and thought he was an old-fashioned man who only knew how to do missionary sex. But he didn't expect that appearances were not as good as his appearance. He actually wanted to see her wearing stockings and was even willing to kneel on the ground for her...!
When he thought of this, Wang Zhi felt a sweet taste in his mouth again. He couldn't help but open his mouth, and the tender tip of his tongue was faintly visible between his snow-white teeth.
This scene stimulated Gao Bochong.
He took two quick steps, supported himself on the bed with his hands, bent down, and exchanged a long kiss with Wang Zhi.
The scent that is unique to men and full of possessive desire fills the mouth, covering up the light and bland sweetness.
Wang Zhi put his toes on Gao Bochong's knees, with his legs slightly curled up. Gao Bochong looked at him with deep and serious eyes, and helped him put on the stockings.
The stockings were very thin, and when worn on the snow-white feet, they showed the roundness and slenderness of the calves. The smooth silk fabric covered the knees, and the lace like a belt connected the thighs and waist, making Wang Zhi's already beautiful legs even more flawless.
Wang Zhi was a little shy, curling up his toes and trying to avoid it, but Gao Bochong grabbed his ankles and stopped him from moving. His hands stroked Wang Zhi's calves heavily, as if he was massaging him.
The calluses on Gao Bochong's palms caused his stockings to become a little ripped. His slightly rough palms seemed to be touching the skin directly even through the fabric.
Wang Zhi's breathing became a little rapid. He looked at Gao Bochong playing with his legs and couldn't help but turn his head away, not daring to stare at him anymore.
Gao Bochong suddenly loosened his hand and opened the other thing he had just taken.
A smooth fragrance wafted out, like fresh flowers, extremely fragrant. Wang Zhi was a little curious, and saw that the small box was filled with a light rose-colored cream, the texture of which was somewhat similar to ointment. Gao Bochong unceremoniously cut out a large piece of it and pinched it lightly in his palm. The solid cream melted into a sweet and smooth liquid when it was heated.
This is……
Wang Zhi stared at Gao Bochong blankly, a little unable to believe it.
Gao Bochong, however, had a clear goal. He leaned over, grabbed Wang Zhi's legs, and pulled him over.
Wang Zhi couldn't help but snort——
His ligaments...!!
Gao Bochong misunderstood him and kissed the corner of his lips perfunctorily: "Don't be impatient."
He's really not in a hurry...
Wang Zhi shuddered again, and jumped up in pain, almost hitting Gao Bochong's jaw. He wanted to escape from Gao Bochong's arms.
Gao Bochong was quick to pull him back, and the ointment on his fingertips dripped onto Wang Zhi's legs, forming a rose-colored ripple.
The balm melts and becomes smooth and oily.
Wang Zhi buried his head tightly in Gao Bochong's arms. He was so nervous that his whole body was trembling slightly. Gao Bochong stroked his back and gently said to him, "Don't be afraid."
It's not a question of whether he is afraid or not.
Wang Zhi wanted to cry but had no tears.
The first time, he was not only drunk but also drugged. He was in a daze and very relaxed, so much so that Wang Zhi felt that he was gifted. Although he and Gao Bochong were not compatible, they could still get along well.
But now, he was conscious, even though he had just been scolded because of Gao Bo Chong, he was still nervous.
Gao Bochong was very patient, but the more he tried to comfort him, the more nervous Wang Zhi became. He hung there straight, feeling as if he had become a dead fish washed up on the beach, accepting his fate but struggling quietly.
After a long time, Gao Bochong finally realized that if they continued like this, neither of them would be able to make any progress by tomorrow.
Gao Bochong let go of his hand and looked down at Wang Zhi condescendingly.
Wang Zhi lowered his head with a timid expression, but there was a secret joy in his heart.
Is Gao Bochong going to let him go? After all, a forced melon is not sweet...
Wang Zhi suddenly screamed again, but the scream was very short and was quickly drowned out by the immense pain. Wang Zhi's vision went black in pain, and he could vaguely hear Gao Bochong groaning, patting his cheek and saying, "You want to kill your husband?"
Why isn't he dead yet?
Wang Zhi thought dejectedly.
I just don't know whether he wanted Gao Bo Chong to die, or hated himself for not being able to faint directly so as not to experience such torture.
It was exactly as he thought, Gao Bochong and himself were not a good match at all!
It's like a xxl-sized muscular man is stuffed into an xs-sized suit. This muscular man has no idea of his own physical strength. He pinches his jaw and kisses his mouth and neck. Seeing him swaying like this, he teases and says, "Baby, you're as soft as a ball of cotton."
Wang Zhi cried out in pain, struggling and shouting: "Gao Bochong, you..."
You big bastard!
But this curse was drowned out again.
The slippery ointment melted due to the heat and dripped down, leaving several rosy traces along Wang Zhi's snow-white legs.
Wang Zhi's eyes gradually became blurred, and the smile that had always been on his face disappeared. His pair of cold eyes with unique shapes could not focus.
A drop of sweat fell from Gao Bochong's forehead onto his face. He seemed to be scalded, and large patches of crimson appeared on his snow-white skin, which was so erotic and beautiful that it was hard to describe.
Wang Zhi reluctantly hooked his arms around Gao Bochong's shoulders, his fingertips piercing his skin. He sobbed, but his legs involuntarily hooked around Gao Bochong.
This action seemed to encourage Gao Bochong. He suddenly lifted his hair and stroked his cheek heavily with his rough big hand. Half of Wang Zhi's face was numb. Gao Bochong's fingertips outlined his earlobe again, and then he bit Wang Zhi's earlobe.
Wang Zhi felt completely limp, and his vision went dark due to the overly strong stimulation.
Gao Bochong's hand was still lingering on his face, and he felt a large patch of tears. Gao Bochong finally stopped and looked down at Wang Zhi: "Why are you crying?"
Wang Zhi did not answer, as if his entire consciousness was blurred. He leaned his head back and his face was blank.
Gao Bochong was afraid that he was feeling unwell, so he quickly hugged him tightly and rubbed his cheek.
Wang Zhi was out of breath and groaned softly.
He was so delicate that Gao Bo Chong had no idea where to start, but the next moment, Gao Bo Chong suddenly hissed and felt a pain on his finger.
Wang Zhi in his arms was biting his fingers hard, but his face was covered with tears, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Gao Bochong... Doesn't Gao Bochong know that too much is as bad as too little?
Why did he actually do what he said and actually wanted to kill him on their wedding night?!
The more Wang Zhi thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Tears rolled down her cheeks, brighter than rose-colored ointment.
Then he was horrified to find that Gao Bochong was not ashamed of his tears, but became more and more radical and fierce.
…
Wang Zhi didn't dare to cry anymore.
He bit his lip, sobbed, then loosened his mouth and pushed Gao Bochong's hand away.
His lips were swollen and bright red, his eyes were wet and sparkling, his jet-black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead, and his whole body was filled with a desire that could cause people to abuse him.
Gao Bochong also felt uncomfortable.
But when he looked at Wang Zhi's tearful eyes, he felt that he was drowned by Wang Zhi's tears.
Are you crying so hard because you feel uncomfortable?
"Baby, what's wrong?" He tentatively kissed Wang Zhi's cheek, "Did your husband hurt you?"
Wang Zhi shook his head and then nodded.
Gao Bochong admitted his mistake and said, "Hubby, I missed you so much. I will pay more attention next time, okay?"
There will be a next time?
Wang Zhi wanted to cry again, but when he saw the ruby necklace lying on the table out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly remembered what he would get after marrying Gao Bochong.
That was money and power, things he could never get even if he worked hard for eight lifetimes.
But now, he can get it just by shaking his butt.
I wonder how many people would be willing to trade with him for something like this.
Even the person he was shaking his butt to was not some old, ugly, bald, and pot-bellied man, but a young, strong, handsome big man. He was even very considerate. Even at this time, he would stop because of his tears and ask him what was wrong.
Wang Zhi felt that the pain was not as severe anymore. Looking forward to the future, he took a deep breath and whispered, "It doesn't hurt. It's so comfortable."
This is a lie.
Gao Bochong recognized it immediately.
But at this time, Wang Zhi's words made him react immediately.
But he still asked Wang Zhi for confirmation: "Really?"
Wang Zhi calculated the time and felt that it was about time. No matter how long Gao Bo Chong took, how long could it last?
So Wang Zhi nodded boldly: "Yeah."
Then Wang Zhi knew what regret was.
After the intermission, Gao Bochong seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians. Wang Zhi rolled his eyes and could not cry. He could only sob intermittently.
He vaguely felt as if he was being beaten over and over by Gao Bo Chong, but the most terrifying thing was that he gradually felt an unprecedented feeling from this violent and unskillful behavior.
Wang Zhi's crying became out of tune.
He thought a little confusedly.
Am I a masochist?
But soon, he no longer had time to think about these things.
All eyes were focused on Gao Bochong.
The man's heavy breathing, the smell of male hormones, and the rich fragrance of roses mixed together to create a huge aura that made people blush.
Both of them were sweating, their chests pressed together, and their heartbeats gradually became synchronized.
Gao Bochong hugged him tightly, kissed his neck hard, put his lips on the aorta, and felt the beating of Wang Zhi's pulse.
When such a fragile place was covered by the hot lips, people felt a sense of loss of control, as if their life and death were in their hands. Blood was flowing, and Wang Zhi suddenly remembered the oath they made before the Virgin Mary.
For the rest of our lives, we will never be apart.
They are already husband and wife.
As dawn approached, it started raining outside.
Fine raindrops wet the roses under the window. Gao Bo Chong wet a towel with warm water, wrung it out, and took it out to wipe the ointment on Wang Zhi's calves.
The ointment was half solidified, a little bit of bright red, extremely conspicuous against the snow-white skin.
Wang Zhi was so tired that he fell into a semi-coma. Although he was clearly asleep, he was still sobbing unconsciously. His body was covered with blue and red kiss marks and fingerprints, and he looked like he was marked.
Looking at him, Gao Bochong suddenly had the urge to smoke.
That kind of complacent feeling never appeared even when he successfully inherited the Gao family.
The distant manor was quiet, and in the vast and empty castle, they were alone. At the same moment, countless people were experiencing joys and sorrows, and they were the closest beings to each other.
It’s like this throughout my life.
Gao Bochong gently picked up Wang Zhi and brushed his messy hair away from his forehead. The young man's eyes were red and his brows were slightly furrowed. Gao Bochong lowered his head and gently kissed him between the eyebrows. The slight warmth made him relax his brows. He seemed to smell the familiar scent of Gao Bochong and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
My heart is so soft.
Gao Bochong hugged Wang Zhi and felt that getting Wang Zhi was the best thing he had ever done in his life.
He's worked hard tonight, Gao Bochong thought. He's obviously afraid of pain, but he's still gritting his teeth pitifully and trying hard to cooperate with him.
So good.
It's like raising a beautiful and obedient kitten.
Gao Bochong really wants to show off to the world.
But it doesn't work.
Wang Zhi is already very good at flirting with women. If he shows off to others, who knows how many people will come to fight for her.
Gao Bochong's face darkened and he hugged Wang Zhi tighter.
Wang Zhi was sleeping soundly when he suddenly started to dream. He dreamed that he fell into a tropical rain forest. Countless plants stretched out their vines and tightly wrapped around him. He felt that he could not breathe and struggled hard, but his mouth was blocked by a carnivorous plant. The flower had human-like eyes and a mouth, and it warned him fiercely not to move, otherwise it would eat him in one bite.
…
Wang Zhi woke up and stared at the ceiling for a while. He was shocked to find that the carnivorous plant in his dream looked very much like Gao Bochong.
My whole body felt sore, soft, and painful, as if I had been chewed up from head to toe by some ferocious beast. My fingers and legs were so weak, as if they had been replaced with cotton...
No matter what I say, it’s all Gao Bochong’s fault!
He said that he and Gao Bo Chong were not compatible at all in terms of software and hardware!
Wang Zhi was in a state of depression, as he thought that this incompatibility would follow him every day for the rest of his life.
...Don't they say a man turns 62 after 26? Why is Gao Bochong still so energetic?
When Wang Zhi thought about how he would be in his fifties and still be tormented by Gao Bochong who was in his sixties, his eyes darkened.
He lingered in bed for a long time until he received a message from Gao Bo Chong asking him to wake up and come downstairs for dinner. Only then did he reluctantly get up and wash up.
He swore that he would not smile at Gao Bochong today——
No way.
Looking at the bank card pushed on the dining table, Wang Zhi glanced at Gao Bochong and asked knowingly, "What is this?"
Gao Bochong, wearing a white sweater and beige trousers, looked extremely relaxed and casual. He was sipping coffee and going over his daily business. Upon hearing this, he said calmly, "My secondary card."
Secondary card!
These two words were so pleasant to the ear that Wang Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt that his waist and legs were no longer sore.
But he remained reserved and pretended to be polite, saying, "Didn't we already agree to give me pocket money every month? Why are you giving me a supplementary card?"
Wang Zhi said this, on the one hand to show that he was not the kind of greedy person, and on the other hand to test whether Gao Bochong was going to give him a secondary card and not give him the one million?
This won't work.
The card is a card, and one million is one million. The card belongs to Gao Bochong, but the one million is his.
Besides, who knows how much the credit limit of this supplementary card is.
Wang Zhi's mind was racing. He had originally felt dizzy due to not sleeping well, but now it was racing, almost as fast as when he was taking the college entrance examination.
Hearing this, Gao Bochong looked up and gave him a look with a smile.
No matter how well Wang Zhi pretended, Gao Bochong understood his little thoughts at once and felt a little unhappy.
He was so well behaved in my arms last night, hugging me so tightly, as if he really believed he needed me. How come he started to act so cleverly again after waking up from sleep?
…
But it's also very cute.
All the scheming and calculations, just for such a little thing.
Gao Bochong felt he should say something, to rebuke Wang Zhi, but the words on his lips turned into an explanation: "Pocket money is pocket money. What can one million buy? If you want something big, just use this card."
Wang Zhi's eyes became brighter and sparkling, like a cat's.
He hesitated: "Then...how much is the amount?"
"There's no limit." Gao Bochong finally got a little impatient. "How could there be a limit on the supplementary card I gave you?"
Who does he think he is?
Do you think you are Gao Fengming? You are so stingy when it comes to supporting your wife.
However, Wang Zhi was fascinated by the phrase "no limit".
So manly.
There is such a beautiful sentence in this world.
Wang Zhi breathed rapidly: "What if I want to buy something very expensive?"
Gao Bochong's face was cold, and he sneered, "How expensive is it? Can it be as expensive as this manor?"
Why was he saying this? Was he reminding himself that he had spent all the money on his wedding, so he wouldn't push himself too far?
Wang Zhi thought he understood Gao Bochong's subtext and was about to say obediently that he would never spend money recklessly, but Gao Bochong said, "Didn't you see that the document we signed that day said that this manor was also transferred to you? As long as it's not this expensive, you can buy anything you want."
Wang Zhi couldn't breathe.
He regretted it immensely. He acted nonchalant when signing the documents that day and didn't read anything carefully.
This manor is actually his too? !
But for some unknown reason, he asked again: "What if it's more expensive than this?"
Gao Bochong would definitely tell him, so don’t buy it.
But Gao Bochong said, "Then tell your secretary and ask him to check for you to see if you were cheated. If not, buy it again."
It's wet.
My eyes were wet.
Wang Zhi sat there, quietly feeling the emotion of officially becoming a rich man.
After saying this, Gao Bo Chong didn't take it seriously and continued to read the financial report. However, he saw Wang Zhi walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.
He was wearing pajamas, and on his two slender legs under his shorts, the blue and red fingerprints and kiss marks were darker in color, like dried rose petals, blooming luxuriantly on his snow-white and delicate skin.
Gao Bocong felt a little regretful after struggling for too long last night. He thought he was too harsh on Wang Zhi. What if this left a psychological trauma on him and made him afraid to get close to him in the future?
But Wang Zhi suddenly crawled into his arms and sat on his lap.
The rich rose scent spread, reminding Gao Bochong of last night when his hands were covered in melted rose balm. Wang Zhi hugged his neck, her eyebrows curved, her eyes shining as if they were filled with stars: "Hubby, you are so good to me."
Gao Bochong reacted immediately.
He was afraid that Wang Zhi would be scared, so he stepped back, but Wang Zhi sat comfortably in his arms, seemingly unaware of his abnormality. She even put her face against his chest and said sweetly, "I'm glad I married you. Honey, I feel like I'm dreaming. This happiness is a little unreal."
Gao Bochong was silent for a moment, then asked him, "Are you not afraid of me anymore?"
The black card on the table sparkled like a diamond. Wang Zhi was bewitched by it and began to understand the tyrant emperor who had been bewitched by a vixen and ended up ruining his country and his family.
His black card just quietly exudes charm, but he is willing to do anything for it!
Wang Zhi said sweetly, "Why would I be afraid of my husband?"
Gao Bochong seemed to chuckle and held his finger out in front of him: "That's not what you said last night."
The teeth marks on the fingers were still fresh, caused by Wang Zhi biting them last night out of pain and anger.
Wang Zhi blinked, suddenly opened his mouth, licked Gao Bocong's fingertips, and then held it in his mouth.
His mouth was warm and moist, and he lifted his teeth carefully, as if afraid of hurting him. He said in a somewhat vague voice, "It's because my husband was too strong yesterday and almost killed me, that's why I'm like that."
Gao Bochong almost couldn't control himself and wanted to push Wang Zhi onto the dining table.
But he could feel that Wang Zhi's legs were trembling slightly under his palm, and he was clearly exhausted.
Still trying to please myself.
Gao Bochong rarely found it difficult to distinguish his own emotions. It seemed as if something was surging, but another strange feeling was emerging.
It was as if... he was not only coveting Wang Zhi's body, but was also feeling sorry for Wang Zhi's cautiousness.
It's just a supplementary card.
He was so easy to get rid of.
Just for such a small thing, he is putting himself in a difficult position.
Wang Zhi looked at Gao Bochong happily, thinking that Gao Bochong would be very satisfied with his performance. However, Gao Bochong's expression was not very happy. Instead, he pulled out his fingers and touched the back of his neck: "I won't let you hurt so much next time."
Wang Zhi didn't expect him to say this, and was stunned for a moment.
Gao Bo Chong saw it, but didn't say anything more. He just gestured for Wang Zhi to lower his head.
Wang Zhi thought he was in the mood for sex, so he immediately lowered his head.
The look Gao Bo Chong gave him just now was too complicated for Wang Zhi to understand or handle clearly. On the contrary, a purer physical relationship was easier for him to understand and handle with ease.
The two kissed in the warm aroma of breakfast.
There is an antique vase on the table, with big roses in the vase, and green grass outside the window, everything is like a dream.
Wang Zhi reached out to untie Gao Bochong's belt, but he held him down and just kissed him quietly and seriously.
This kiss, without a trace of lust, was more like a contact filled with comfort and love.
But there is no love between them.
Wang Zhi's eyelashes trembled, but she just closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed the first morning after their marriage.
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