Chapter 159 Asking for It
Qu Le raised her blushing little face, uttered a coquettish hum, thought hard for a long time, lowered her head and shook it quickly.
It looked like a small animal shaking off water.
Then she spoke incoherently, her words becoming unclear: "No...no more..."
He shook his head so fast that when he stopped, Qu Le's head, which was already dizzy from being drunk, became even more dizzy.
Her hands that were supporting Bai Yao's shoulders lost their strength, and her whole body kept falling on his chest.
Bai Yao held Qu Le's waist and pulled her hands apart. Qu Le's waist, which was already soft due to drunkenness, was pressed against Bai Yao in an extremely outrageous arc.
He touched her warm forehead ambiguously and continued to coax her, "If I say he likes you, will you like him?"
Bai Yao's voice sounded again, gentle and hoarse, with a hint of impatience and a hint of lust, which had bewitched people to the extreme.
Qu Le was stunned by the question, his eyelashes trembling slightly, hitting the mist in his eyes.
She just stared at the pair of gentle eyes so close to her. She seemed to see that the handsome man in front of her overlapped with the one in her memory. The originally vague image suddenly became concrete and approachable.
Looking at the face in front of him, Qu Le's little head nodded unconsciously.
"Um……"
Hearing that coquettish moan, Bai Yao's eyes darkened instantly, and waves surged in his deep eyes, as if they wanted to swallow up the cute and naive person in front of him.
The undercurrent in his heart surged outward uncontrollably. The fanatical feeling that was about to burn everything enveloped his nerves, making it difficult for him to control himself.
Everything was a sharp reminder to him of how his body reacted to the woman in front of him.
This was the first time he wanted to possess a person or a thing completely and absolutely.
Bai Yao is a madman. He is crazy whether he loves or not. He is pure to the extreme and also crazy to the extreme.
Bai Yao stretched out his hand and stroked Qu Le's flushed little face. The burning heat rolling in his weird eyes was like the raging fire from hell.
His voice was low and dangerous.
"Little fox, you asked for it this time."
Bai Yao didn't hesitate for even a second. He picked up Qu Le, who was already drunk and out of his mind, and walked towards the bedroom.
Qu Le only felt her back sinking into something soft, and the softness made her so comfortable that she let out a muffled groan.
"Um……"
Bai Yao's eyes immediately flashed with lust. With a wave of his hand, he tore off Qu Le's skirt. The sound of the buttons falling to the ground was enough to prove how rough his actions were.
He supported his hands on both sides of Qu Le's body, admiring the blushing woman in front of him. His eyes swept across those seductive fox eyes and finally settled on those red lips.
“Hmm…”
The pain on Qu Le's lips made her feel burning and itchy, but also a little cool, which made her body, which was hot due to alcohol, unconsciously seek the coolness of the patch.
Bai Yao swept through every part of her mouth frantically, not giving her any chance to breathe.
Qu Le raised her hand and pressed it against Bai Yao's chest, sobbing incomprehensibly, and shook her head away, trying to leave Bai Yao's lips.
Bai Yao slowly restrained his wildness, tapped Qu Le's lips lightly, and asked softly.
"What's wrong?"
Qu Le panted and complained in a delicate voice, "Slow down...slow down, I can't breathe..."
Qu Le's coquettish look made the desire in Bai Yao's eyes even stronger. Her defenseless appearance was like a deadly aphrodisiac to him.
"Then I'll go slower."
Bai Yao's big, bony hands greedily wandered over the body that confused him, and the sound coming out of his throat was like a ghost's call.
"Be good little fox, okay?"
Under his touch, Qu Le's breathing became disordered, her body began to flush, and the dewdrops of desire gradually overflowed.
She gave an indistinct answer.
"……good."
…
With tears in her eyes, Qu Le looked at the unfamiliar thing in front of her and begged coquettishly, "No...it hurts..."
"It won't hurt."
Bai Yao coaxed Qu Le's long legs open and placed delicate kisses on her smooth body.
"I'll be gentler."
From the door came the crimson-tinged sounds of love, ranging from gentle to intense, mixed with the girl's cries and pleas for mercy.
As the wine gets stronger, spring thoughts surge, and the mandarin duck embroidered quilt turns red waves.
The Kunshan jade is shattered and the phoenix is calling, the hibiscus is weeping in the dew and the fragrant orchid is smiling.
Qu Le felt that she was really drunk. She felt as if she was floating in the air, like a moth to a flame, seeking something in a self-destructive way, with all her limbs shattered in the air.
She only remembered that she had a very pleasant dream.
There was also a man in the dream who was so handsome that he should only be seen in paintings.
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