"Anya, don't you think this is exciting? Huh? How can this be considered an affair? We are both willing to do this, and we love each other, but it's Ben who is an idiot. He refused to leave even if he was told to, and he had to stay here with you."
Harry grinned wickedly, leaned over, hugged Anya and kissed her, and secretly glanced at Ben through the gap in the curtains.
At this ti, Ben was still half-kneeling downstairs of Anya's house. Such a big commotion had attracted several curious neighbors to co and watch, and they started talking about it.
"Ben! What...what are you doing? I...I'm not ready yet!...Sorry! I...I can't promise you now, you...please go away!! So many people are looking at you, if you are not ashad, I should be! Let's talk about it another day!"
Anya saw the neighbors nearby gathered around and pointed at her, her face flushed with sha, and she anxiously and impatiently drove Ben away.
"No! I won't leave! I won't give up! If you don't agree to today, I will keep kneeling down!! I want to let everyone in the world know how much I love you. You, Anya, are my, Ben's woman!!!"
Ben just thought that Anya was shy. Under Anya's drive, he had no intention of backing down. Instead, he shouted even more shalessly, causing the surrounding onlookers to laugh.
"You!!..." Anya was so angry at Ben that she almost vomited blood. Looking at Ben's dead pig-like appearance that was not afraid of boiling water, she was so anxious that tears were about to flow down her face.
"Anya, go open the door for him! Let him in!" Just when Anya was feeling anxious and at a loss, Harry suddenly whispered in Anya's ear.
"Ah? Brother Harry...you...aren't you afraid that he will see you in my house? If...if he sees you...then...wouldn't it be a big trouble..." Anya looked at the bold Harry in disbelief, shook her teeth nervously, and asked shyly.
"I just need to hide. This is your ho, and Ben doesn't dare to rummage around in your house. Now he is shalessly making trouble downstairs, and the neighbors have co to laugh at . Not only will I not be able to leave, but I will also ruin your reputation, right?"
Harry persuaded Anya in a gentle and persuasive manner.
"Yeah...that's right...but! But what if he insists on proposing to ? After all, our marriage has been settled, my parents have already agreed to his family...and I've also received the engagent gift...I..."
Anya still shook her head hesitantly. Facing Ben's affectionate confession and proposal, Anya's heart was full of conflicts.
She and Ben actually had feelings for each other. They had known each other for two or three years, and Ben had been pursuing her for two or three years.
If you ask yourself, Ben was indeed very good to her, loved her and respected her very much.
After spending so much ti together, Anya has actually accepted that Ben is her fiancé.
If it weren't for Harry, Anya knew that if Ben proposed to her today, she would have agreed.
Although it's a bit of a compromise, at least it's acceptable.
Filial piety cos first, and she couldn't just watch her father die of a serious illness without helping him...
But now everything is different.
She t her true love, she fell in love with another man, and gave everything she had to this man.
Now, she doesn't want to compromise.
What she wanted was the romantic, literary and fresh life that Harry described to her!
Moreover, the feeling of having sex with Harry made her extrely obsessed, as if she was addicted and could not stop.
She likes Harry's body, is obsessed with Harry's soul, and is crazy about the penis under Harry's crotch.
Being with Harry made her feel that it was both elegant, literary and romantic, as well as exciting, thrilling and interesting.
As for the boyfriend Ben downstairs, the more Anya looked at him, the more she despised him and the more she hated him.
"Promise him!" Harry showed a faint evil smile, gently patted Anya's snow-white buttocks and said excitedly.
"What?!! Brother Harry!! You! You want to marry him?? You!! Were you kidding just now?? You were lying to , weren't you?? You!! You got my body, and you don't want anymore?!!"
When Anya heard that Harry wanted her to marry Ben, she imdiately jumped up in sha and anger, staring at him with her big watery eyes in disbelief, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Silly girl! It's not what you think! How could I be such a person? ! ! How could I not want you?!"
Harry imdiately hugged Anya in his arms and kissed the impatient and angry Anya's jelly pink lips. While kneading Anya's huge breasts, he gently stroked Anya's buttocks.
Under the numbing pleasure and passionate kiss, Anya softened instantly, and let Harry play with her in a daze.
"Silly girl, how could I bear to let you beco another man's woman? You are mine, and I am the only one who can be with you in this life! Only I can touch you! From now on, you are my wife! No one can covet you." Harry gently comforted Anya and said in an overbearing manner.
"Then...then why do you want to accept his proposal?..." Anya looked at Harry with deep faith and nodded, and asked curiously.
"Silly girl, you are engaged to him after all. You have taken his gift money. It will be bad for your reputation if you break your promise. Secondly, you will get married eventually. You can't always be my lover in secret. You don't have your own family. When you get older, you will beco the target of gossip. Thirdly, don't you want to have a baby with ? Enjoy the happiness of being a mother? Leave a fruit and proof of our love?"
"I think the baby we give birth to will be very smart, very cute, handso, and very talented! When the ti cos, we can teach him to learn ancient poetry, write articles, and learn history, and train him to beco a great writer!"
"I do!... Of course I do... But... But Brother Harry, you are already married... You... You can't marry ? How... How can I give birth to a baby for you?"
Anya listened to Harry describing their beautiful future with a look of longing, and her face gradually beca filled with loneliness and unwillingness.
"If... you marry Ben, and then you get pregnant with my child and give birth to a baby, then can you beco a mother legitimately? As long as we know that the child is ours and other people don't know, then there will be no problem! Moreover, with Ben as a cover, no one will gossip about you in the future!" Harry's mouth curled up slightly, guiding Anya.
"Ah?!!... This... This is too... too despicable... And... And... Ben... Ben has always wanted to... always wanted to take advantage of ... If... If I marry him... He wants... He wants to do that with ... Then... What should I do? And... I... I won't do that with him... If I get pregnant... He...
He will definitely know that it's not his, so how could he be willing to let it go? It will be even more troubleso then... Brother Harry... Do you... Do you want ... Do Ben and I... Do that as well?... I... I can't accept that... I'm not that kind of woman... I... I only want to be your woman... I think other n are dirty, disgusting, and vulgar!"
Anya shook her head with sha. Although she was very tempted by Harry's proposal, she could not accept the thought of sleeping with Ben and doing that kind of things with him after marrying him.
"Of course not! I certainly won't allow Ben to touch you! Not even your hand!" Harry said imdiately with a serious look on his face, "I can think of a way to have the best of both worlds! Since Ben thinks the child is his, and he can't touch you, and he doesn't want to touch you! I can make him never touch you even after we marry!"
After saying that, Harry secretly glanced at Ben, who was half-kneeling firmly downstairs without being discouraged at all, and nodded with a sneer.
"Really?! Ben is a very stingy and selfish person! And... and he is very lewd and vulgar... He has always... always wanted to sleep with ... sleep with ... If I hadn't told him that he can only touch after we get married, if he touched in advance, I would have completely cut off ties with him.
He would have... had ill intentions towards a long ti ago... How could he... not touch after we get married? I... I can't run away ho on my wedding night, can I?"
Anya shook her head in disbelief, thinking that Harry's idea of having both was a bit outrageous and unrealistic.
"Anya, as long as you listen to and do as I say, I can guarantee that everything I just said will be possible! I know that Ben is actually impotent, and he is also a homosexual. His lustful appearance is actually a disguise!"
Harry whispered mysteriously to Anya.
"Is this true? No way?!!...Brother Harry, who told you that? Impossible!" Anya widened her eyes in disbelief, secretly glanced at Ben downstairs, and found it a little unbelievable.
"If you don't believe , you can try it. Go down and open the door for him, let him in, and then we'll test him again!" Harry sneered complacently and said confidently.
"Then… then I will go down and open the door for him?… If that's really the case… I… I can marry him… and… then… then we can… then we can have our baby… In this way… I can secretly be your wife, the mother of your child… and we can be a secret couple!"
Anya looked at Harry with longing. The man in front of her had a unique temperant and admirable talent, which made her more obsessed and fond of him the more she looked at him. Harry was like an addictive poison, making her unable to stop and fall deeper and deeper.
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