Wen Nuan began to feel that it was not a good place to stay for long.
What’s more, Ye Feimo didn’t speak for a long ti, and his eyes were fixed on her, which made her feel as if she was being undressed. She wailed in her heart, this man was too scary.
Just as she was about to leave, Ye Feimo spoke.
He said, "Don’t you think I’m more handso than Takeshi Kaneshiro and more elegant than Andy Lau? Your aesthetic sense needs to improve."
Wen Nuan’s cheeks twitched. Bah- I’ve seen narcissistic people, but I’ve never seen anyone as narcissistic as him.
She was speechless.
He added, "For money, I’ll give you as much as you want. Any other questions?"
Wen Nuan, "...."
Wen Nuan cried inside. She had been smart since she was young, but right now she realized one thing deeply: Her IQ was definitely not on the sa level as Ye Feimo, so the main idea of their communication was also not on the sa level.
So they spoke with different goals and did not reach an agreent.
Is she too stupid, or is he too perverted? Wen Nuan pondered this question seriously.
"Do you think we’re talking about the sa thing?" Wen Nuan tried to speak to him calmly. She was sure that she was calm, but she wasn’t sure if the other party was also calm, because he’s looking with fiery gaze like he wanted to rip her off.
Wen Nuan began to feel a sense of crisis.
"Don’t you think so?"
In just a few words, she basically emphasized one thing.
...
...
Ye Feimo is very powerful.
Ye Feimo is very cunning.
Ye Feimo is very perverted.
Ye Feimo is very smart.
This is the summary which Wen Nuan though after seeing Ye Feimo in person, and many years later, this summary was further deeply confird.
"By the way, what’s your na?"
Wen Nuan,"..."
Have you ever seen a man who, after sleeping with a woman and asking her to be his woman, then casually asks, "By the way, what’s your na?" as if discussing the weather?
Have you seen it? Have you seen it? Ye Feimo is definitely a first in history.
"Wen Nuan."
Ye Feimo was calm and unperturbed. He wrapped his long arms around her. While gasps in surprise, the woman fell into his arms. Ye Feimo was definitely a man of action. In the blink of an eye, he pressed her onto the sofa and took her lips and tongue.
The scorching kiss attacked with a powerful manner, covering every inch of her skin inside her lips. Wen Nuan was caught off guard and was pressed down on the sofa by him. She lost her defense and was taken advantage of.
She was wrapped in Ye Feimo’s robe, and with a pull, it ca loose. Warmth spread through her body, and she inexplicably felt hot. The blurry yet vivid mories of that night surged back, and her rationality turned to mush.
Her body trembled and felt feverish. His hands seed to carry a wave of fire; wherever he touched, the skin there began to burn.
Last ti she was drunk and confused about where she was, but now she was very sober, all her senses were focused on his burning lips and tongue, she trembled all over, and there was a heat condensing in her lower abdon.
Ye Feimo gazed at her face. The woman’s innocent face was tinged with a layer of youthful ambiguity, her eyes filled with a seductive charm.
He knew very well that she was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
Her immaturity that night and the obstacles when entering her body told him clearly that she was a virgin and he was the first man she slept with.
That night’s innocence, the resistance when he entered her, all clearly told him that she had never been with anyone before; he was her first man.
Ye Feimo was a very aggressive player and had touched virgins before.
Relatively speaking, he prefers won who are sensible and mature over won who know nothing and do not know how to please him. However, the mont he learned that it was her first experience, his desire to please her instantly turned into infinite love and affection in an instant.
But in the end, things get out of hand.
Hmm, out of control. He hated this term. Ever since that incident, he had despised this kind of emotion.
Perhaps, because of this face...
Wen Nuan didn’t know that the biggest reason why he was so rough that day was because she called out Fang Liucheng’s na when she reached the climax. When Ye Feimo thought that a woman was calling out another man’s na in his bed, he tortured her in various ways.
...
There had been many won around him over the past few years, coming and going, and she was the first woman who could arouse his interest in bed.
His hands reached down her body, probing for secrets and pumping into her. Wen Nuan was so shocked that she bit her lower lip. She suddenly ca to her senses. She had co to question him as to why he was using her as an advertisent. She had co to hold him accountable.
What is she doing now?
She shrank her body to avoid Ye Feimo. He gripped her waist roughly, and his dark and deep eyes fell directly on her panicked and pale face. Wen Nuan didn’t know that such a look made the man want to ravage her severely.
"Don’t move!" His hand moved down again. Wen Nuan was startled and grabbed the ashtray next to her and slamd it down on Ye Feimo’s head.
Ye Feimo twisted her wrist, causing Wen Nuan to break out in a cold sweat from the pain, and the ashtray fell onto the carpet.
His fiery eyes stared at her coldly
When she thought about how miserable she was while he was in act, she suddenly felt ashad and angry, and her face turned red.
"Let go of , you b*stard!"
He looked at her coldly, appearing as if he intended to force himself on her.
Wen Nuan’s eyes turned red with anger. The hand that was holding her wrist suddenly loosened, and he leaned down and kissed her lips gently and tenderly. She felt even more trembling. Wen Nuan had never t a man as perverted, strong, and so unpredictable as him.
"Call my na." His voice sounded in her ears as if it had bewitching power.
Wen Nuan’s body trembled slightly, and Ye Feimo held her earlobe in his mouth, causing her to tremble even more.
The man ordered: "Call by my na."
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