Chapter 82 Imprisonment! Hold her down and kiss her! I really want to kiss her! Sleep together!
Fu Yanshen's voice became even hoarse, as if he had suffered a great injustice, "My heart is with you, I just want to be closer to you."
"Are you willing? Or are you unwilling?"
"Okay? I'll just hold you while we sleep, I won't do anything else."
Being coaxed by the man in such a low voice, even though he had long held a high position, wielded immense power, and was incredibly wealthy, seemed to be willingly subservient to her.
Xia Mianqing couldn't help but soften his cold and hard attitude a bit, as if he sounded very repressed and in pain.
She finally nodded gently in agreement, "You must not overstep your bounds."
Fu Yanshen's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a large golden retriever that had received a reward, "Good!"
He instinctively pulled her into his arms, "Mianmian is so good!"
Xia Mian blushed and pushed him away, "I'm going to take a shower, you...you go back to your room to take a shower too."
Fu Yanshen chuckled softly, knowing she was shy.
"Okay, I'm going back to my room to take a shower."
Once he achieves his short-term goal, he won't push his luck and will give Xia Mian some breathing room.
Even after Fu Yanshen left, the room still seemed to be filled with the strong scent of male hormones.
Xia Mian's head was spinning. How could she have agreed?
Really!
Frustrated, she took a shower, changed into a conservative nightgown, and obediently lay down in bed. The door to the room was unlocked and ajar.
She would glance at the door every now and then, not knowing whether she was nervous or expectant, but her heart was pounding wildly.
She was wrapped tightly in the quilt, rolling around from time to time, and she wanted to scream a few times.
Xia Mian, Xia Mian, why did you agree?
Just as she was lost in thought, the door to the room was pushed open, and Fu Yanshen's steady footsteps came through.
He closed the door and then locked it from the inside.
Xia Mian poked her head out from under the covers and watched his tall figure approach her bedside. She subconsciously shrank back into the bed.
The man appeared to have taken a quick shower; his hair was still damp, and he wore a bathrobe that revealed glimpses of his muscular chest.
Seeing Fu Yanshen's pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles up close like this...
Xia Mian's cheeks flushed instantly with shame, and even her toes curled up involuntarily. So...so exciting!
She had to admit that Fu Yanshen's tall and handsome figure was a huge plus.
While she was still lost in thought, Fu Yanshen had already turned off the light and lay down, and the space next to her instantly softened and collapsed.
The man's iron arm, radiating the heat of his hormones, reached out towards her and pulled her slender, petite body into his embrace.
This is the first time Xia Mian has ever done this in her two lifetimes!
She snuggled into a man's arms to sleep, her nostrils filled with his scent.
Her breath carried the fresh scent of shower gel and the masculine aroma of male hormones.
She pressed her ear against his chest, feeling his broad chest and the strong thumping of his heart.
Although they didn't speak, Xia Mian felt as if the air itself was about to catch fire.
until……
He took her small hand and pressed it against his chest muscle. "Want to see the results of my daily training in the barracks? Now... it's all your territory. You can inspect and patrol it as you please."
Xia Mian's fair face flushed red, even her ears turned red. She trembled slightly, a little shy and delicate, and pressed her small hands against the man's chest, feeling the bouncy texture.
She felt as if a surge of blood was rushing up from her toes, making her dizzy and lightheaded.
She not only inspected his pectoral muscles, but also his abs, which were as hard as washboards and so firm that she could slide down them!
Xia Mian felt like her cerebellum was turning yellow again!
She's completely turned into a big yellow girl!
Her bright red earlobes were invisible in the dark room, but their burning heat made Fu Yanshen unable to resist reaching out and pinching her ear. "Why are you so hot? Do you have a fever?"
Xia Mian's eyes darted around, "No fever..."
Fu Yanshen's large hand seemed to habitually pinch her slender waist, feeling her soft waistline and the smooth, delicate touch of her skin.
He squinted his eyes contentedly, feeling that the girl nestled in his arms was incredibly well-behaved and so adorable that he couldn't bear to let her go.
And he did just that!
He gripped Xia Mian's slender waist with his large hand, lifted her up, spread her legs, and sat her on his waist and abdomen.
From Xia Mian's position, she could see the man's taut muscles and perfect physique in the darkness. The next second!
The man, with his exceptional core strength, arched his back as if doing a sit-up, and pressed his lips against hers.
He wasn't in a hurry to savor the taste; he simply gently caressed her red lips with his thin lips.
He gently rubbed and caressed her, until his breath filled the girl's pink lips.
Xia Mian parted her red lips slightly, breathing heavily, looking as if she was ready to take him in at any moment.
Fu Yanshen then released her, his dark eyes looking into the girl's watery eyes. "Mianmian, do you want me to kiss you again?"
"Or, you can keep kissing me."
Xia Mian felt a little restless from his charm; she didn't know how he could say "kiss" so smoothly.
It's clearly a very shy or embarrassing word.
She subconsciously squeezed her legs together, pressing her thighs against the man's waist and abdomen. She felt his taut, hard abdominal muscles and realized that her pajama bottoms seemed... damp.
Fu Yanshen carefully observed Xia Mian's face. Although the room was dark, moonlight shone in, casting a faint glow on the bed. The two figures were projected onto the wall, creating an ambiguous and intimate atmosphere.
If, if Mianmian were to move even slightly, the figure would become even more ambiguous and exciting.
A complete picture began to emerge in Fu Yanshen's mind.
Xia Mian's breathing trembled. "No...no more, I want to sleep."
But Fu Yanshen had no intention of letting her go, and his large hand gripped her slender waist.
Xia Mian struggled to get off his waist, but after the man pinched her twice, she gave in and slumped under his large hands like a powerless little dough doll.
"Do we still want to kiss?" the man asked in a commanding tone. "Mianmian, you tell me."
Xia Mian glanced at him weakly, forced to respond, "Kiss, kiss, kiss..."
What can I do if I don't kiss her?
However, Fu Yanshen was still not satisfied with the answer. "Do you want to kiss me a little, or do you really want to kiss me? Do you want to kiss me a lot?"
Three questions, three answers!
Xia Mian wisely chose, "I really want to kiss you."
She felt a little embarrassed; why did she have to ask such a question?
Why do we still need to ask her an answer?
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