轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！The elevator door slammed shut with a click and began to ascend. (....tw's good-looking novel) Rong Ling suddenly hugged her waist, Lin Meng was startled and turned her head to look at him in alarm. His eyes were deep and dark, with something black swirling within them, but she couldn't see it clearly. She felt inexplicably afraid. He held her down on the elevator with great strength, his index finger abruptly pressed against her lips.
What a tempting mouth!
He murmured, his meaning unclear. His languid voice, though, made it difficult to relax.
"Wasn't that a pleasant chat!" It just sounds sarcastic to me.
Lin Meng shook her head. She wasn't happy at all.
But he suspected. "Oh, weren't you laughing very happily just now!"
When did he see her smile again! Wasn't he chatting happily with Xilan all this time! Lin Mengmeng couldn't understand and could only shake her head frequently.
But he suddenly seemed to be curious again, and asked: "Do you like him like that!"
Lin Meng thought for a long time before vaguely guessing who this "he" was! Then, she shook her head vigorously. She felt embarrassed and wanted to run away, how could she possibly like someone like that!
But he suddenly whispered, “This little mouth, when it smiles like that, is so charming, it's no wonder it can easily hook someone!”
"Huh"
She opened her mouth in confusion, her black and white eyes looking at him innocently.
He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips forcefully, as if trying to outdo someone. She was both ashamed and flustered and afraid, reaching out with both hands to push him away, but she was forced to endure the gap in his sudden kiss, brokenly shouting: "Elevator... um... elec... tric..."
In this elevator, where anyone could come in at any moment, how could he possibly be so shameless! This man is simply too bold!
Rong Ling simply ignored him. This special elevator was only accessible to a select few cardholders, so he didn't have to worry about rude people barging in. He felt a bit irritated because this oblivious woman shouldn't be flirting with other men, even if she had been unintentional. She belonged to him now, and during this time, he wouldn't allow it!
Holding her slender waist, he pressed down on her heavily. Through her clothes, he could feel the softness of her skin. Remembering the deliciousness he had tasted last night, he started to feel unsatisfied. He gently pulled at the hem of her shirt, reaching under it with his hand. His hand was still damp from the wet towel he had just used for her, so it brought with it a chill and dampness. The warm skin immediately shrank sensitively upon contact. She gasped and huddled pitifully in his arms, desperately wanting to shrink herself infinitely, best of all, to a place where he couldn't see!
This is an elevator, and any minute someone could walk in! She thought that right now, between the two of them, it was just too embarrassing!
She reached out frantically, embracing him and at the same time encircled his arms as they began to thrash about, pressing them against her waist.
His arm paused slightly, surprised by her forward passion.
She seized the opportunity, escaping his kiss. She looked up, her face contorted as if on the verge of tears, and pleaded with him: "Please, don't—don't stay here!"
To please him, she leaned in and for the first time, proactively kissed him with her tender lips. This -- was a kiss!
She parted her lips, her face flushed with shyness, half of it a rosy hue. Yet, her large, glistening eyes welled up with tears, an expression of utter helplessness. With this look fixed upon him, she held him close with her delicate hands. They were so intimate, almost like they were already one, as if he had become the emperor she could rely on. He simply couldn't refuse her request!
"Hee hee..."
He chuckled softly, a little involuntarily. Yet this woman had the uncanny ability to exasperate him! He retracted his hand and gently placed it on her waist. He could hear the sigh of relief she let out, and feel her body relax slightly in response. This innocent girl seemed truly terrified just now. But Rong Ling felt a perverse satisfaction – he seemed to enjoy scaring her.
Well, let's try scaring her again next time! Seeing her reaction would be a huge enjoyment in itself!
I have to say, Rong Ling, he's definitely not a good person!
He let her have it in the elevator, but once they got into the room, there was no way around her. He kindly offered to let her freshen up, but she dawdled in the bathroom for ages. He glanced at his watch - good heavens, it had been an hour already! She sure did take a long time in the bath; long enough for him to enjoy a whole bottle of red wine on his own. Looks like someone's trying to hide out.
Rong Ling drank the last glass of red wine, turned around, and got into bed decisively.
Half an hour later, the bathroom door creaked open. Lin Meng, who knew she had lingered long enough, peeked out cautiously. Her footsteps were so light they could be described as tiptoeing. She saw that most of the lights in the room were off, with only a bedside lamp still on, presumably left for her. The man in bed lay there, covered by the blanket, completely still, seemingly asleep.
She let out a silent sigh of relief in her heart, feeling a bit lucky that her little scheme had worked. To be able to not...not do that with him...what a relief!
She crept closer, carefully lifting the corner of the blanket. Two pretty legs, like a mermaid’s tail, moved onto the bed and she cautiously slid under the covers. Throughout it all, she almost held her breath, watching his face intently. His eyes were naturally closed, breathing evenly, he must be asleep. When she got into bed, the soft mattress bounced slightly, and she was still somewhat worried. Now that her entire body was in bed, half-lying down, he still hadn’t opened his eyes, and only then did she truly feel at ease. All that was left now was to turn off the bedside lamp.
She slowly reached out her hand, about to touch the bedside lamp switch. Suddenly, a big hand reached out and encircled her waist, pulling her towards him like a plush toy. Her back immediately pressed against the man's hot skin!
"Oh--" she gasped urgently!
He—he wasn't wearing any clothes!
In that area, she instantly felt something hard, the familiar sensation sent a shiver down her spine, and her body involuntarily burned with heat! He suddenly rolled over, pinning her beneath him like a tiger. The sheets slipped away, revealing his strong and beautiful skin.
He stretched his lips into a wicked smile, revealing a perfectly aligned row of teeth that glinted menacingly in the dim light.
"Woman, play with me, you're still too young!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body fell heavily down. The darkness imbued him with something profound, making him look like a king of the night. His tall figure, and even his shadow, made Lin Meng feel suffocated.
He eagerly kissed her, seizing her two hands that were trying to resist but trembling pitifully. He lifted them above his head, and at the same time ripped open her sleeping gown, so that her shapely body was exposed, without a shred of hindrance, pressing intimately against him.
That smooth and tender touch was too intense, causing him to moan involuntarily, his breathing becoming ragged. He devoured her lips with ravenous bites, then began to devour her skin hungrily...
She trembled violently, helplessly like a little boat adrift in the vast ocean. Once again, she was violated and cried out in pain. He, however, took immense pleasure in her whimpers and cries, sounding like a tiny kitten, his movements becoming even more unrestrained and forceful. That night, she cried until her eyes were almost swollen shut, while he reveled in it. He kept moving her for several times until the late hours, finally reluctantly ceasing his assault.
Before he fell asleep, he still felt resentment. He bit her ear and murmured in a raspy voice: "Woman, when you cry, you're so bewitching. Next time, cry for me in bed again!"
After hearing this, she choked back a sob, two golden tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. She stopped crying all at once.
He was satisfied, with a stretch of his large hand he pulled her into his embrace, letting her press close to him. He stood behind her, one hand encircling her smooth, slender waist, the other resting on top of her head where her black hair swirled around. He leaned sideways, bending his waist. This posture perfectly enveloped her within his arms. Her hair was disheveled, her small head tucked under his shoulder, her body curled up from the lingering afterglow of passion, forced to press against him. Looking at it this way, she seemed to be protected by him. She couldn't resist the overwhelming drowsiness and soon fell asleep!
This book is first published by this website, please do not reprint!ring long eyes brimmed with intense spring passion and allure, impossible to extinguish. And those slightly parted red lips seemed to invite him to delve deeper still. The expression of wanting to be...