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0"Sure." He extended his hand out, giving Xia Huanhuan a sudden feeling that he was Little Red Riding Hood, and she was going to eat his big bad wolf.    

    

When she tied his hands to the bedposts on either side of the bed, Xia Huanhuan saw him lying on the bed, and the words "beautiful and delicious" flashed through her mind.    

    

Forced him? This had never occurred to her before. But now, he was giving her this chance. Did he want to understand the pain she felt back then, the feeling of powerlessness?    

    

Using his own way of understanding to get closer to her, did he understand her? Xia Huanhuan now felt that she was getting more and more familiar with Jun Ziyan.    

    

Many times, it was no longer like before. Even when she looked into his eyes, she could not figure out what he was thinking. The current her could gradually see through his eyes and see some of his thoughts. Or perhaps he was actively releasing some emotion into his eyes so that she could see clearly.    

    

Xia Huanhuan raised her hand and gently touched Jun Ziyan's forehead. Her fingers brushed across his full and clean forehead. "Aren't you afraid that you'll feel uncomfortable later?"    

    

"Not afraid." There was no worry or fear in his eyes.    

    

"If you feel really uncomfortable, just yell at me." Although she was curious about how he was taken over by her and was unable to resist, she was worried that he would be very uncomfortable.    

    

"Alright." "Yes," he said.    

    

She kissed him lightly on the forehead, then moved to his ear and touched his earlobe with the tip of her tongue.    

    

His body started to tremble, and his ears started to turn red. The next moment, this blush started to spread on his white skin. She knew him as well as she knew his sensitive points. It was just that she did not have a thorough understanding of his body like he did.    

    

Most of the time when the two were in bed, he was the one who took the initiative.    

    

And now, it might be a good opportunity.    

    

Xia Huanhuan couldn't help but recall that when she chatted with Xiaorong in the past, they had discussed the issue of a man's agility level. At the time, the two of them had been rambling, each quoting some of the knowledge they had read in novels and TV dramas, and then giving examples of how men reacted when they touched each other.    

    

After thinking about it, it really happened in such a short time. When men were discussing women, women were also discussing men.    

    

Xia Huanhuan fumbled to untie Jun Ziyan's clothes, pressed her fingers on his body, caressed it and then observed his body's reaction.    

    

His breathing became ragged and rapid. His body instinctively wanted to obtain more, but because both of his hands were tied, he couldn't use his hands to hug her and even press her down.    

    

It was a sense of powerlessness, but the only difference was that he had always liked her touch, whereas she had always hated it. When she was forcefully suppressed by his power, was this feeling of powerlessness completely filled with disgust? However, even though he was disgusted, he was still powerless to resist.    

    

Jun Ziyan's gaze fell on Xia Huanhuan, who was leaning on him. He felt her fingers moving around his body, giving him waves of stimulation.    

    

She seemed to be developing his body, carefully stroking every inch of his skin. Every time she touched a part of him that made him shiver, she would touch him a few more times until a groan escaped his throat.    

    

"Ziyan, did you know?" Your voice is very nice. " When that quiet and cold voice, which usually spoke without any fluctuation in it, became hoarse, soft, and unable to conceal its feelings, it would especially stir people's hearts.    

    

There was a misty look in his eyes, and his skin had turned a magnificent rosy color. Her thin lips were slightly parted, while her lower body had already lifted up high, looking somewhat malevolent.    

    

"Huanhuan …" he murmured, his body tensed, his hands instinctively struggling to free himself from the knot of his tie. However, after a short moment, he forcibly stopped all of his struggles. He could only tightly clench his hands into fists in order to restrain himself.    

    

"Is it hard?" Xia Huanhuan asked.    

    

"It doesn't matter... "Go on." He tried to answer with some difficulty. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, and even his eyelashes were covered in droplets of water. She couldn't tell if they were his sweat or the uncontrollable fog in his eyes.    

    

How could she continue with him like this? Xia Huanhuan let go of Jun Ziyan's big hand and put it into her body.    

    

His expression was one of surprise and delight, as if he didn't understand why she was doing this.    

    

Xia Huanhuan leaned forward as she moved, untying the tie around his hand and untying his fist with her fingers.    

    

In the palm of his hand, there was a deep nail mark. If she had opened it later, wouldn't his nail have broken into the palm of his hand?    

    

Xia Huanhuan lowered her head and kissed Jun Ziyan's palm, "Because I can't bear to part with it, I don't want to continue."    

    

He looked at her steadily. "Did you hate me because I was always forcing you?"    

    

She brushed away the hair on his forehead and did not lie to him, "At that time, you really were a bit annoying …" However … Not now. " At a certain place between the two of them, they were tightly holding each other. Her softness enveloped the scorching heat of his body, and her voice reverberated in the air as she gasped.    

    

With a flip, he pressed her down. His two hands clasped her waist and hit her body time and time again. It was just that this strike was a bit careful, but more of it was gentle.    

    

And this gentleness, it was as if it could melt the heart. It made her feel even more moved, along with the excitement that came from her body.    

    

"Huanhuan, I won't force you again in the future. I won't do anything that you hate." Sweat ran down his chin and dripped onto her chest.    

    

"Therefore, don't hate me anymore. Even if it's like before, don't hate me anymore." His voice was hoarse as he spoke, and his eyes were filled with desire towards her.