Chapter 251: If You Want, Just Call Me Husband
The utterly tangled and intoxicated expression on that bright, fair face seemed especially alluring.
The man’s movements grew more intense and violent, the frequency nearly frenzied.
"No... no..." Her voice trembled with a quaver, "Too fast! No... I’m scared!"
Whether she was truly scared or what, her eyes were half-open, half-closed, seductive and captivating. She held onto his shoulders, letting him manipulate her, but the words she spoke carried a tearful tone, "I’m scared, gentle... slower... Little Uncle, scared!"
The more she spoke, the more evident her tremble became, yet it only sparked more fire.
Lu Beichen leaned down to kiss her, unwilling to relax for even a moment, "Yes, I am your Little Uncle. If you’re scared, just call me, call me and you won’t be scared!"
"Mmm ah..." She whimpered, "Little Uncle, Little Uncle..."
Later, she was begging for mercy while calling out, and only after who knows how long did Lu Beichen finally stop. Just when she thought it was over, he lifted her, lay down, and continued holding her waist.
Later, feeling the chair was uncomfortable, he carried her to the bed and tossed around for quite a while.
"Are you still scared?" Hearing the voice, Ji Niandong felt a little more lucid and instinctively shrank back.
"Hiss..." Lu Beichen drew a sharp breath, "Don’t squeeze it!"
She was so embarrassed that she spread her legs, then instinctively closed them again.
The whole person was already dizzy, without the slightest hint of fear!
Lu Beichen picked her up and headed to the bathroom, and she suddenly panicked and clung to him, sticking tightly to his body, still not completely separated.
The little woman’s reaction was indeed satisfying. Lu Beichen pinned her against the wall, slowly, bit by bit, withdrawing as Ji Niandong reached out to grab onto his shoulders, her big eyes staring at him in shock, but her gaze unfocused as if she wasn’t looking at him.
"Is it that... you don’t want me to leave?" He laughed wickedly, bewitchingly.
Ji Niandong let out a few tearful murmurs, almost about to cry out, biting her lower lip tightly, holding onto him.
Lu Beichen retreated a little more, and Ji Niandong cried out directly.
"If you want it, call me husband! Tell husband, you still want it! Huh?"
Ji Niandong shook her head quickly, "I don’t want!"
"Really?" He seemed as if he would release her the next second, the empty feeling causing her to instinctively shrink back.
"Am I leaving...?"
"Husband~" She called out tearfully, hugging him with immense grievance, "Husband!"
"Hmm, quick, tell husband, you still want it!" His interest was peaked, relentless.
"55555, husband, I still want it~"
Her blushing face seemed to seep blood, stirring one’s heart with restless thoughts, "Good, husband is coming~"
"Mmm..." The empty feeling inside seemed suddenly filled, and the woman in his arms completely relaxed in his embrace, letting him take control.
"Good, in the future, if you want it, just call husband!" He captured her earlobe, intoxicating her almost like a drug.
The night went from deepening to being covered with a layer of white gauze, and Ji Niandong only felt that a long century had passed before he let go of her, laying her down on the bed.
As soon as she lay down, she turned to hug the man beside her, only feeling her eyelids growing heavier, it seemed she wouldn’t need to adjust her time zone at all!
Familiar scents spread around, feeling both happy and secure, "Husband, I love you!"
"Still want it?"
Lu Beichen lowered his head holding the person in his arms and asked softly, seeing her breathing evenly as she slept deeply. He couldn’t help but smile, gently kissing her forehead, "I love you too, wife!"