Then, a slight noise came, and Zhang Feng keenly realized that Wang Hu had left the warm bed. Immediately afterwards, there was the familiar, slightly dragging sound of slippers, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet room.
Zhang Feng was startled and quickly turned around to look, only to find Wang Hu lying motionless on the spot with a sly smile on his face, staring intently at her! She instantly realized that this guy was deliberately teasing her, and her anger flared up.
Enraged, Zhang Feng reached out and pinched Wang Hu's waist twice. However, Wang Hu seemed unfazed and laughed even harder. Seeing this, Zhang Feng angrily pulled the blanket over herself, wrapped herself up completely, and then quickly turned her back to Wang Hu, ignoring him.
Not long after, Zhang Feng felt the bed beside her sink slightly. It turned out that Wang Hu had silently slipped into her bed again. And, just like before, he pressed himself tightly against her body, even gently prying her face open with one large hand and kissing her without hesitation.
At first, Zhang Feng resisted a little, but as Wang Hu kissed her passionately, her body gradually softened, and she involuntarily turned over and stretched out her arms to hug Wang Hu tightly. The two embraced each other like this, enjoying the sweetness and warmth of this moment.
However, just as Wang Hu was about to take things further, Zhang Feng suddenly reached out and blocked him, saying coquettishly, "Hmph, who told you to deliberately provoke me just now? You'd better hold back tonight!" After saying that, she winked at Wang Hu mischievously.
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu's face immediately fell, and he inwardly groaned. But he was unwilling to give up so easily, so he pretended to scare Zhang Feng, saying, "Oh dear, if you don't move aside, I'll..." Before he could finish, Zhang Feng suddenly sat up and tightly wrapped herself around him. Not only that, her long, beautiful legs were wrapped around Wang Hu's waist, and her arms were tightly wrapped around his neck.
At this moment, Zhang Feng pouted and said stubbornly, "You're not going anywhere tonight, you have to stay with me!"
The sight before him was so alluring that it made one's blood boil and face flush. Zhang Feng couldn't see it, but Wang Hu could see it clearly in the mirror.
Wang Hu sighed helplessly, then used one hand to carefully lift Zhang Feng's round and perky buttocks and slowly climbed back into bed.
Wang Hu gazed tenderly at the beautiful woman before him, a slight smile playing on his lips. He gently kissed her cherry-red cheek and said softly, "My dear, let me stay with you today and let you have a peaceful sleep. I won't go anywhere."
Feeling Wang Hu's broad and strong embrace, as if it were a warm harbor, Zhang Feng happily and contentedly lay down in it. She gently rested her head on his firm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, which was like a beautiful melody, making her feel refreshed and relaxed.
However, gradually, a strange feeling crept over her. Wang Hu's large, warm hands began to wander restlessly, tracing the curves of her body, gently caressing her. This delicate touch felt like electric currents coursing through her, causing ripples to spread across her once calm heart, and her body involuntarily began to heat up. Finally, under this irresistible temptation, she could no longer suppress the emotions surging within her, and she raised her head, passionately kissing Wang Hu's alluring lips.
Seeing her so moved, Wang Hu's desire was instantly ignited. He wanted to take it a step further and explore more unknown and sweet territories. But just then, Zhang Feng suddenly reached out and stopped him. Although this time her stop wasn't as resolute as before, it still revealed a hint of hesitation and reserve.
Then, a sharp tearing sound shattered the silence of the night. It turned out that Wang Hu, in the heat of passion, had accidentally ripped Zhang Feng's beautiful dress. "Oh dear! Don't do that! I only wore this dress yesterday," Zhang Feng complained playfully. Immediately, Wang Hu's hand shot out from under the covers, and without hesitation, tossed the tattered garment off the bed, as if to remove every obstacle preventing their intimacy.
"No! Absolutely not! You have to keep it to yourself today no matter what!" Zhang Feng glared at Wang Hu, her hands tightly covering her chest.
Wang Hu grinned mischievously, gently pulling Zhang Feng into his arms and saying softly, "Baby, I promise I won't move. I'll just rub against you gently." As he spoke, he gently stroked Zhang Feng's back.
"Hmph! You bastard, you always say that, but when have you ever broken your word?" Zhang Feng pouted angrily, but she didn't break free from Wang Hu's embrace.
Time passed by, and Wang Hu seemed to truly keep his promise, his upper body remaining motionless as he quietly embraced Zhang Feng, occasionally unable to resist gently kissing her forehead or cheek.
However, as the atmosphere heated up, Wang Hu and Zhang Feng's breathing began to become heavy.
Finally, two hours passed. Zhang Feng was completely limp and weak, as if all her strength had been drained away. Wang Hu looked at the girl in his arms with heartache, carefully picked her up and carried her to the bathroom to help her wash up.
Warm water cascaded over them as Wang Hu gently wiped Zhang Feng's body, every movement filled with love and tenderness. After their bath, they returned to bed, embracing each other as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them.
Wang Hu was indeed exhausted today. Working non-stop was too much for even a god to handle, especially after the initial excitement, all that was left was fatigue. Wang Hu held Zhang Feng and fell into a deep sleep.
Time slipped by unnoticed, and as the clock struck 3 a.m., a piercing cell phone ring suddenly shattered the night's tranquility. Wang Hu jolted awake, rubbing his sleepy eyes, before realizing it was his alarm. Liu Moli's train was about to arrive at its destination, and she would likely be getting off soon.
Wang Hu turned to look at Zhang Feng, who was still fast asleep beside him. Her peaceful face resembled a sleeping flower. Wang Hu gently leaned down and placed a tender kiss on Zhang Feng's cheek.
Then, he carefully got up, afraid of waking his lover. He wrote a note, placed it on the bedside table, and tiptoed out of the room.
Upon arriving downstairs, Wang Hu immediately spotted the pile of clothes in the corner. Approaching it, a pungent odor filled the air. He frowned, thinking that these clothes would probably need a thorough cleaning.
So Wang Hu turned around, quickly walked up the stairs, returned to his bedroom, and opened the wardrobe. Sure enough, inside were neatly arranged a pile of brand-new designer clothes, each one carefully selected to fit Wang Hu's size.
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