Chapter 1095 Red Dates and Bird’s Nest Porridge

Her mind was dazed and confused, and her fingers were clutching his pajamas tightly, like a drowning person clutching a piece of driftwood to save her life. She grabbed it so hard that through the thin silk satin, he could feel the faint sting when her stiff fingers and nails pierced the clothes.

He kissed her again and asked again: "Do you like me, huh?"

The low nasal voice was so ambiguous in the silent darkness that her body couldn't help but tremble.

He teased her little by little, his fingers gently touching her body and slowly twisting them, igniting balls of fire wherever he passed. She wanted to cry again, her body became so strange, and waves of numbness made her at a loss what to do. She unconsciously held him tighter and said tremblingly: "I, I hate you."

He chuckled, biting her earlobe as if punishing, causing a shiver, "Do you love me?"

"I-I don't..." She gasped tremblingly and said intermittently.

"Little liar." He reached for her secret place with his hand and ordered in a low voice, "Relax."

Her whole body trembled like an electric shock, and the unbearable memories of that day in the carriage flooded into her heart. She didn't want to try the heartbreaking pain a second time. The instinct to face danger made her curl up: "Don't..."

He coaxed her: "It won't hurt this time, trust me."

She cried: "Liar, I don't want it."

He kissed her pityingly, not wanting to leave a shadow on her. He pressed her down and fumbled to open the drawer of the bedside table, took out a bottle of lubricant, poured it into his hand, and explored her secret area again. . When the cold lubricant was applied to the hot skin, her eyes widened and her body trembled even more: "What, what is this?"

"Apply it and it won't hurt anymore." His teeth gently bit her earlobe, "Open your legs wider."

Her face was red with embarrassment, her body was so weak that she couldn't move at all. Pei Ziheng effortlessly spread her legs, explored her body with his fingers, and applied it carefully and evenly. She didn't dare to move during the whole process, and she didn't know whether it was because of fear or shame. She felt his fingers inside her body. It hurt a little at first, but soon she felt a numbness and heat.

She couldn't help but groan, and suddenly realized what sound she had made, and closed her mouth shyly.

In his ears, his warm words came: "I told you, it will be very comfortable." He specially asked the housekeeper to prepare the bottle of lubricant, which contained some aphrodisiac ingredients, just because he was afraid of her pain and hoped that she would Being able to enjoy the process of fish | water - sex like him. What happened last time was an accident. He didn't want to leave a lifelong shadow on her. He just hoped that she could like him and rely on him forever.

Xia Ling was too embarrassed to speak and huddled in his arms, wishing she could shrink into a small ball.

She let out a low cry of pain, her young body still feeling uncomfortable, and tears streaming down her cheeks: "Big, big liar, you said it doesn't hurt... ah!" Before she could finish her words, he started to move like a violent storm. The rhythm caught her off guard, and she instinctively hugged him tightly, like a small boat in the storm.

Gradually, the pain really stopped.

A strange feeling came from inside her body, confusing her and making her nostalgic.

Her mind was in a daze, as if she was thinking a lot, and yet she seemed to be thinking of nothing at all. She was tossed and turned by him for who knows how long, until finally, both of them were exhausted and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, he was no longer around.

The bedroom was empty, which actually made her feel empty in her heart. The air was filled with the residual breath of joy and love, and the messy bedding seemed to tell the absurdity of last night. Recalling the scene last night, Xia Ling couldn't help but blush, and her body was so hot that she felt like she was going to have a fever.

Oh my God...why was she with Brother Pei like that?

She, she still... made that shameless sound? Still, still pestering him and not letting him leave?

The girl covered her face again and again on the bed, feeling that she never wanted to see anyone again.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

She jumped up like a frightened rabbit, her heart pounding and she didn't dare to make a sound.

The knock on the door continued for a while, then paused, and Mother Zhou's voice came: "Miss, are you awake? My husband asked me to stew red dates and bird's nest porridge for you. It's good for qi and blood, so drink it while it's hot."

"I-I'll come." Xia Ling hurriedly responded.

"Okay, I'll serve you the table first. You can come down directly after washing up." Zhou's mother's voice faded away.

Xia Ling rubbed her face, as if to wipe away the flush on her cheeks, and jumped out of bed lightly as usual, but she fell to the ground with an "ouch". My legs are so numb and my waist is so sore that I can't exert any strength. She held her waist with one hand and thought of the chaotic scene last night again, and the flush that had just been rubbed away came up again.

She took a hasty shower, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs to eat in a daze.

As expected, Zhou Ma is already waiting in the restaurant. The restaurant is very quiet. The heavy solid wood dining table exudes a delicate and natural texture and luster under the sunlight. On the dining table, the porcelain white dishes made by famous craftsmen are filled with red dates, bird's nest porridge and Several side dishes look so exquisite that they make people want to eat.

Xia Ling, despite her embarrassment and guilty conscience, pretended to be nonchalant, sat down in her usual seat, and asked Zhou's mother, "Where is he...brother Pei?"

"Sir, he went to the company early in the morning," Zhou's mother said. "You want me to tell you that I will come back to accompany you in the evening."

Xia Ling blushed again without realizing it. She glanced at Zhou's mother cautiously and was slightly relieved when she saw that she was smiling as usual and didn't seem to notice anything strange. "Who wants him to accompany you?" she whispered, poking at the bird's nest porridge.

Zhou's mother has long been used to her being agitated every day, so she doesn't care. She just smiles and says: "Are you having trouble with your husband again? He is a grown man. He is so busy every day that he can't take care of many things. Even if there are If you have done something wrong, please forgive me, Miss. Sir, I love you the most."

Xia Ling felt even more guilty. She was afraid that Zhou's mother would see something, so she didn't dare to speak.

Only then did Zhou's mother feel that she was a little unusual today, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling well?"

"No!" Xia Ling was so frightened that she almost jumped up. The spoon hit the porcelain bowl and almost knocked it over. "I, I'm fine," she said incoherently to Zhou's mother, "Zhou's mother, don't stand here anymore. I can just eat by myself. You can go do other things."

Zhou's mother looked at her suspiciously: "Is everything okay?"

"No," Xia Ling forced a smile, "Go ahead."

Zhou Ma then walked away doubtfully.

Xia Ling breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she would go crazy if she continued like this. She was eating breakfast absentmindedly. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhou's mother carrying a lot of sheets and quilts down.