C64 Does the Wife like It?
C64 Does the Wife like It?
"Who wants to have sex with you? Let go of me!"
She was about to explode from anger. How could this man be so overbearing and shameless? If it was someone else, they would have left long ago. But he was still getting braver and braver as he fought.
He dared to tease her, but what annoyed her even more was that just now, she actually had a trace of nervousness and palpitations. What the hell was that?
Fenng Moye liked to see her exploding like this. Usually, in front of outsiders, she always had a calm expression and would not affect her emotions for anyone. She was too calm. She didn't look like a little girl in her twenties at all.
He wasn't the type of person this little girl had experienced. He was the type of person who would sharpen her personality to this extent. It was as if she had settled down for a thousand years. Right now, all of her tempers had already been nurtured.
Suddenly, he had an idea. He wanted to know what her life had been like and what she had experienced.
Fenng Moye wasn't in a hurry. In any case, this girl wouldn't be able to escape if she fell into his hands.
He let go of her. He was afraid that her waist would be dislocated to the corner of the bedside table. He helped her up, but Chung Rann thought that he was going to take advantage of her again and hurriedly pushed him away.
"Fenng Moye, how long has it been since you touched a woman?"
"Your husband has seen countless women. It's the first time I've seen someone as interesting as you."
Fenng Moye's eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles. His eyes were slightly raised, and there was a trace of abstinence in them for no reason.
Chung Rann snorted in her heart. The heavens were really unfair. Even though he was already so good-looking, his mouth was still so smooth. She almost could not bear it.
This man was probably also a fierce character.
She was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. After finishing the proper business, she went to rest.
After Chung Rann prepared everything, she began to inject needles for him. Fenng Moye looked at her plain white hands and the side profile of her face. There was no gentleness at all. Instead, it was a little fierce. His eyes were bright and spirited. She should be a person with a lot of faith.
He couldn't help but think of the hotel where Jin Hao was baring his teeth and scolding her. He really wanted to watch the live broadcast.
"That Jin Hao didn't bully you today, did he?"
Chung Rann paused slightly when she inserted the needle. She raised her face and looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, puzzled.
"How did you know?"
The next second, she suddenly understood.
"Did you break Jin Hao's leg?"
"Mhmm." He would not allow anyone outside to bully his girl. This belonged to him.
As long as it was her, Moye, who was protecting her, no one would dare to touch her.
Chung Rann rolled her eyes at him. "It's unnecessary. Even if you don't break his legs, I can make him lie in the hospital for half a month."
After she said this, she lowered her head and continued to perform acupuncture on him. However, she was clearly distracted. Although she was putting on a brave front, her heart was still touched. It was as if someone was willing to use their wings to protect her.
There were people who were willing to stand up for her, and there were people who were afraid that she would be hurt. This kind of feeling was as if someone was constantly warming your cold heart.
Fenng Moye lowered his eyes and slightly bent his head.
"But he can lie in the hospital for a month now."
Chung Rann did not say anything else. It was rare for her to be silent. If it was any other time, she would definitely scold Fenng Moye for meddling in other people's business. But not only did she not dislike him being good to her, she even had some desire for him.
It was probably the first time since she had become sensible, besides Ho Chuan and his gang, there was someone who spared no effort to help her and protect her. This feeling was very strange.
Chung Rann was absent-minded. After two or three needles, she was no longer in the mood. She got up.
"Let's end it here today."
Fenng Moye frowned. When she turned around, he reached out and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her back into his arms again. Chung Rann had been taken advantage of by him twice. Plus, her mind was in a mess, so her temper became violent. She was just about to get angry.
He suddenly held her face. The gentleness in his eyes almost flowed out of his eyes. His voice was low and patient.
"Are you angry?"
Chung Rann stubbornly wanted to turn her head away but could not move. She refused to admit it.
"No, I will not be angry because of some boring people or boring things."
Because it was not worth it.
Fenng Moye raised his warm palm and caressed her hair again and again, coaxing her.
"I'm not angry. Hubby can just touch it."
Chung Rann was completely stunned. His palm was gently placed on top of her hair. His voice was so pleasant that it sounded like he was coaxing a child.
In her heart, some bad memories were stirred up and her expression also changed.
Fenng Moye saw that she was absent-minded, and he did not know what she was thinking. He actually saw a sense of loss in her eyes.
In his heart, he inexplicably felt some heartache for this seemingly strong but incomparably fragile girl.
Chung Rann's head was still hanging down when she suddenly felt someone lift her chin. Just as she touched the man's pair of deep eyes, something soft stuck onto her lips.
The light in the room was cold and white. When it hit Fenng Moye's forehead and face, the outline was clear and clear. It was a pair of long and dense eyelashes, which made the pair of ink-black eyes look deeper and deeper, bringing with it a faint light.
Chung Rann's heart seemed to be touched by something again. Her body trembled and the temperature of her body kept rising. Along with the hot breath of a man, it swept towards her from all directions.
At that moment, her mind was blank. She was actually immersed in his gentle and hot kiss.
The distance between the two of them was very close. The warm and ambiguous atmosphere was like a dream scene.
Then, on the side of her head, her lips were pressed against her ears. Her voice was low and hoarse, as if she was bewitching people.
"Wife, don't worry. In the future, husband will love you."
Chung Rann was suddenly smashed by his voice like a fireball, completely exploding.
She could not help but widen her eyes. What did she just do?
What did he do to her again!
Fenng Moye felt Chung Rann had reacted and hurriedly let go. Chung Rann anxiously got off his body.
A cold look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Fenng Moye, do you want me to be serious with you? You are not allowed to call me wife in the future, and you are not allowed to kiss me again!"
More importantly, did she have a stroke in her head just now? She was actually still immersed in it. If she did not recover in time, the two of them would not have developed to such a stage.
She began to suspect whether it was a bad thing or a good thing for her to treat his legs. Now that he was like this, he still did not forget to tease her.
If he could stand up completely, she would become his meal.
Thinking of this, Chung Rann could not help but shiver. No, she must stop him from doing this.
However, Fenng Moye raised his fingertip and touched his lips. He looked like he wanted to continue, but he didn't feel that it was an eyesore. Instead, it made him feel even more bewitched.
It was really fatal.
"If I don't call you my wife, then what should I call you? Baby, or darling, what should I say? I promise I will make my wife satisfied."
Chung Rann felt that her head was about to explode. Could this person have some face? Was her words not clear enough?
It seemed that if she could not talk, then she could only make a move.
A fierce look flashed across her eyes. She took out the needle in her hand and was about to stab him...