"I’m tired, I can’t do it anymore."
Wen Ran stared at him, slightly opening her mouth, looking as if she had heard him say he was "not good" with his own mouth.
She was quite surprised.
Aren’t n always eager to prove their prowess in bed?
Why is Fu Chenlie different?
He actually said he was tired, without hesitation, when she was asking for love?!
Wen Ran blushed, suddenly feeling she was utterly embarrassed. Only God knows how much ntal preparation she had done before shalessly saying, "I still want more."
Having finally said it, she received such a response?
Wen Ran was unwilling, and also felt a bit unsatisfied with the previous mont.
She lay on his shoulder, her fingers mischievously lingering on his waist and abdon, saying, "Isn’t it said that n can be strong in such matters? We’ve only done it once, how are you tired already?"
"I was ntally exhausted abroad, the flights were tiring too. To manage it once under such physical and ntal fatigue is already quite good. If Madam is still not satisfied, maybe you could ask Aunt Wu to make sothing nutritious for , and we can continue tonight?"
Wen Ran felt a bit displeased, staring at him and guessing, "You haven’t t other won outside, have you? You’ve spent all your energy outside, so there’s no interest left for at ho."
He chuckled lightly, "If I had t other won, would I still be so eager when I see you?"
Wen Ran thought he had a point.
She climbed off him, turned around to face away, and recalled their entanglent earlier, feeling a tickling sensation in her heart.
Fu Chenlie saw she wasn’t bothering him anymore, pressed his chest against her, his strong arm wrapped around her, with a subtle smile on his lips, "Who would’ve thought Madam had such a strong desire."
Wen Ran shouted in anger and embarrassnt, "Shut up, don’t talk about !"
He smiled indulgently, "Alright, I’ll shut up."
She humd contentedly, turned over, reached out her hands to embrace him, and said, "Honey, can you at least hold ?"
"Hmm, alright." Saying that, the man wrapped his arm around her, drawing her into his embrace.
Wen Ran still wasn’t satisfied, "Hold tighter."
Fu Chenlie tightened his arm around her, obediently as if to rge her into his body.
She closed her eyes, feeling the tight, intimate embrace, finally sensing that this man belonged to her.
Wen Ran leaned against him, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed, speaking softly, "Honey, can you tell , what is it that you like about Ms. Wan Ning?"
He responded with a question, "Why bring her up all of a sudden?"
She murmured, "In the past, when I ntioned her you’d get very angry, but recently you don’t get that angry anymore. Does that an my place in your heart has beco more important?"
"Hmm."
"I want to know what you liked about her; I can learn and beco soone you like."
The man’s thin lips kissed her soft cheek, his low voice especially pleasant to hear, "You are you, no need to learn from anyone else. I like you as you are now, not her from the past."
Those words were truly heartwarming.
Wen Ran’s lips curled into a sweet smile, yet greedily she pursued further, "Will you like forever?"
"I will."
"I’m taking this seriously, you must keep your word."
He humd, "Definitely."
With the assurance she wanted, Wen Ran contentedly snuggled against him, asking again, "I still don’t know what Ms. Wan Ning looks like, do you have her picture? Can you show ?"
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