Pampering the sea

"Tell me, how long do you want me to stay by your side?" Xin Yue looked at him with a calm expression.

Chu Zhiling frowned: "What do you mean?"

"What else is there?" Xin Yue smiled coldly, "You can't take Yan Zhan's life and threaten me for the rest of your life, right? Tell me a time limit, within the range I can accept."

Chu Zhiling didn't say a word, but his eyes gradually turned cold, and he didn't look very happy.

Xin Yue had no time to care about his mood, and said to himself: "I won't let you touch me until you answer."

"What's your limit?"

Chu Zhiling became calm, as if negotiating.Throw the question at her and make her passive.

"Maximum ten days." Xin Yue did not hesitate, and turned the situation around without looking at his increasingly livid face.

Chu Zhiling frowned, and looked at her fixedly: "Forever."

"Impossible." Xin Yue was categorical, and then a mocking smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Even a girl in a brothel has the right to take money from others, why do you think you can let me be by your side without paying anything?" stay forever?"

"Don't compare yourself with the women in the kiln, lower your value."

Xin Yue's dark eyes reflected Chu Zhiling's slightly cold face, she was slightly startled, and the corners of her lips became more curved in an instant, as gorgeous as thorny petals:

"In your eyes, I'm still worthy? To you, what's the difference between me and the women in those brothels?"

"You..." Chu Zhiling let out a low growl, obviously very angry, grabbed her white and thin wrist in an instant, and pulled her out of the quilt. Xin Yue just sneered, his pale face was very cold, Chu Zhiling turned over and pressed her under him, covering her soft cherry-like lips with his lips, biting her with a sense of punishment, telling her plainly that he was angry when she said so.

Frantic kisses rained down on Xin Yue's lips, cheeks and shoulders, and the teeth pressed against the delicate skin of her neck, biting slightly hard, leaving a deep impression on her beautiful skin as white as fine porcelain. The red marks that belonged to him were still printed on her lips in the end, and after the jaws were opened, the tongue slid down, arousing her little tongue, making her and his lips and teeth entangled and chasing each other.

After a while, the two were out of breath, and Xin Yue's suet-white jade-like skin was stained with two blushes, like bright flowers blooming in the ice and snow, and his usually pink lips were flushed by his kiss. Straight as a delicate and beautiful cherry, charming and seductive, a drop of sweat emerged from her smooth forehead, crystal clear and fragile like tears, and slowly slid into the brocade-like smooth blue silk laid out behind her. .

The slippery white arms raised, and Xin Yue hooked the man's neck, smiling coquettishly and indifferently: "Look for yourself, is there any difference? Every time I come here, I kiss and hug, take off my clothes and let me I am happy with you, whether you are happy or angry, you have to find me to vent |desire|desire. Have you asked me? Have you considered whether I will be tired or painful if I am asked by you every day? Have you ever thought that I will feel uncomfortable? Even a prostitute will have a rest period, in your eyes, am I comparable to a prostitute?"

She smiled like that, her eyes full of fragmented crystals, like a pale lone star cutting through the night.

Chu Zhiling suddenly felt that the arm wrapped around his neck was like an invisible shackle, circling his heart tightly and tightly, gradually unable to find a way to breathe smoothly.

not like this.

He took a step back, but accidentally bumped into the bowl of beads she had put aside. With a bang, the bowl burst and tiny beads splashed away.

The dense sound was like raindrops, echoing continuously in his world, even when it stopped, there was a strong echo.

Chu Zhiling turned pale, put on his coat, bent and squatted on the ground, and picked up the dropped beads for her.He rummaged through the huge room, checked carefully and repeatedly, not wanting to miss a single one, and just like that, picked up beads for her all morning.

Xin Yue's eyelashes flickered slightly, he hugged his knees, and looked out the window, where there was a high sky.

It wasn't until after Chu Zhiling left that Xin Yue shifted his gaze to the beads he picked up for her, each one was as crystal clear as before, he wiped it carefully with a handkerchief, and it was even more translucent than before.

Her gaze gradually became deep and deep, and she buried her head between her knees, her blue hair dripping down.

In the evening, Chu Zhiling opened the door and came in, bringing food at the same time.

"I made it, come down, let's eat something together."

Xin Yue sat on the bed, startled, then put on his shoes and got down.

The room was huge, and Xin Yue's legs were sore, he walked two steps, staggering.

It has been five days since she came here.

For the past five days, he must have wanted her at least once a day, and sometimes he was drunk, and his strength was somewhat uncontrollable and rough, as if he wanted to stab her through, which made her very painful every time. It was very tiring, and sometimes when he got interested, he would ask for it several times, which made her more and more panicked and tired of that kind of thing.

The burning pain between her legs tormented her, and her waist was so sore and swollen, Xin Yue bit her lip, but her legs still gave way, and she fell to the ground.

Chu Zhiling frowned, and hurried forward to help her up.

He touched her forehead and asked nervously, "What's the matter, are you sick?"

Xin Yue snorted: "Legs are sore."

Chu Zhiling resented and stopped talking.

He put his hands over her knees, took her in his arms, and walked towards the table with the food.

"Aren't you going to put me down?" Xin Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"It's more comfortable to sit on me." He smiled lightly.

"Then how do you eat like this?" Xin Yue frowned.

"You eat first, and I'll eat after I finish." Chu Zhiling smiled, "Do you want me to feed you?"

"Tell me that I'm not a child, okay?" Xin Yue was a little depressed, then stretched out his hands to the bowls and chopsticks, and ate by himself, completely treating Chu Zhiling as a soft seat, graceful and graceful, without any discomfort feel.

"Is it delicious?" Xin Yue sat across Chu Zhiling's body, and Chu Zhiling looked down at Xin Yue, his eyes were soft and bright, with a hint of anticipation.

Xin Yue didn't care about his mood at all: "That's it."

Unexpectedly, Chu Zhiling's eyes dimmed, and Xin Yue didn't know why, instead of the expected pleasure, he felt a little bored instead.

Not long after, Chu Zhiling's laughter came from above his head: "You clearly did it on purpose."

"It's not delicious at all, to be honest."

Chu Zhiling stopped arguing with her, just looked at her childish and cute appearance and smiled slightly, his bright black eyes were full of pampering and tolerance.

Xin Yue was eating deliciously, and Chu Zhiling didn't speak, but at this moment, there was a slightly strange sound in the quiet air, Xin Yue frowned, and his hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly.