Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 482: No Need to Endure

Recalling all of Chi Cheng’s previous actions, it was all for "revenge" against her and her mother.An Ran turned over.

She grabbed the quilt beside her and covered herself with it, letting herself feel miserable.

Her voice trembled, "Don’t."

How could he be so stubborn?

How could he... not understand his heart?

Chi Cheng still looked impeccably dressed, his dark eyes silently watching the young girl rubbing her legs against the quilt because of suppressed pain.

With a low sigh, Chi Cheng leaned over and pulled An Ran into his arms.

"I don’t want to..." An Ran struggled.

"Don’t move around." Chi Cheng refused to let go, burying his handsome face into her neck, taking a deep breath with a hoarse voice, "I won’t touch you."

Though he said this, his hand still slipped under the quilt, touching An Ran out of sight.

"Ah..." An Ran looked at him with wide eyes in horror, like a completely terrified little rabbit, utterly at a loss.

Chi Cheng lowered his head, his sexy thin lips softly kissing along her lip corners, chin, and earlobes.

Through the quilt, his hand continued to stimulate An Ran.

This sensation surprisingly gave An Ran a strong sense of satisfaction.

A satisfaction that did not require actual intercourse to experience.

"Uh..." An Ran’s toes involuntarily curled up, her eyes misty.

What was happening to her?

An Ran quickly bit her lower lip, not daring to make any more sounds.

Chi Cheng’s seductive, husky voice was right by her ear, "Don’t hold back... It’s just the two of us here, there’s no need to hold back."

"Your hand..."

"Shh." Chi Cheng’s thin lips were close to her ear, "Let me help you, okay?"

Though it sounded like he was asking for her permission, Chi Cheng’s actions indicated that even if An Ran refused this time, it wouldn’t help.

...I am a pure dividing line...

Under the influence of drugs and Chi Cheng’s "help," An Ran experienced flavors she had never before tasted.

Afterwards, the young girl’s body was covered in sweat, her damp hair clinging to her cheeks and forehead, and she fell asleep thoroughly.

She was too exhausted.

In the end, even her throat was a bit hoarse.

Watching An Ran’s steady breathing and peaceful sleep as she returned to normal.

Chi Cheng couldn’t resist and bent down to kiss her lips one more time.

Then he turned over and headed to the bathroom, adjusting the shower to the coldest setting.

He lowered his head, letting the cold water wash over his body.

The buttons of the white shirt on his body were still meticulously fastened to the very first at the collar, as gentle and graceful as ever, calm and unruffled.

But his heart was in complete chaos.

Earlier, he clearly could have had her directly.

But why did he stop because of her tears?

Chi Cheng once thought that manipulating An Ran’s feelings, striking first, making her hopelessly fall in love with him.

Then possessing her, abandoning her.

This would be the best revenge.

Revenge against the young girl for forgetting what happened when they were young.

Revenge against the young girl’s mother.

But... in the end, who was revenging who?

And who was playing with whose emotions?

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PS:

[Rounding up, it’s practically as if they already... No objections accepted, hmm hum.