Minghua Apartment.

The curtains had already been tightly closed, and the light in the master bedroom was dim and no lights were on.

An indescribable ambiguous atmosphere grows silently in the silent space.

Jiang Deng remained calm until Zhou Wu carried her from the bathroom to the bed. But when it came to the last step and she was about to be honest with him, she suddenly felt a little scared.

When Zhou Wu took off Jiang Deng's bathrobe, he could clearly feel that the skin his fingertips touched was trembling slightly.

He hesitated for a moment, but when he met Jiang Deng's gaze, which was not afraid of retreating, his hands became firm again:

"Ayu, it's too late for you to regret now."

He leaned over and kissed her eyes gently:

"Don't be afraid."

"Will it hurt?" Jiang Deng's beautiful phoenix eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, and her voice became soft and weak, "I'm afraid of pain."

"No, Yu... I read in a book that it won't hurt much, I'll be gentle..."

Zhou Wu's breathing was heavy while he spoke, his jawline was tightly clenched, and his rationality was almost gone after being swept away by desire.

She was too close to him.

within reach.

Her bright and charming eyes, her rosy and soft lips, her sweet breath, her charming voice, her fair and delicate skin...

He was almost driven crazy by the torture.

"I believe you." Jiang Deng's long eyelashes trembled, and she took the initiative to hug his neck and kissed his thin lips.

Then all desires collapsed in an instant, and Zhou Wu's reason prevailed again.

He won't let her down.

……

But even though Zhou Wu had made sufficient preparations, the experience of their first sexual intercourse was still not a good one, and both of them felt very painful and tormented.

Jiang Deng couldn't hold back her tears. She scratched Zhou Wu's entire back until it bled and bit both shoulders until they bled.

Zhou Wu felt no better than her. He could only endure the throbbing veins on his forehead and apologize, saying "I'm sorry" while kissing and comforting her.

There is no doubt that sex also requires practice.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the two of them to get used to each other. After the initial pain, Zhou Wu quickly found a way to make both of them happy.

Eventually, the happiness outweighed the pain.

Zhou Wu had been holding back for so long, but once he started having sex, he couldn't control himself at all. Unfortunately, both of them were energetic and sturdy, and they had no other plans for this weekend.

So wasting time in bed became a matter of course.

It's like opening Pandora's box. Once something starts, it's hard to stop it halfway.

Zhou Wu seemed to enjoy coaxing her into calling his name in different ways when she was unconscious.

What are "Zhou Wu", "prodigal son", "husband", "bastard"...

Jiang Deng couldn't remember what she had screamed later. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice was hoarse. Just when she was a little sober, the man covered her from behind, held her fingers tightly, and dragged her into the abyss of desire again.

In the few moments when she was lucid, she even had the illusion of being sucked into and completely swallowed up by Zhou Wu's deep and dark peach blossom eyes.

Compared to his usual gentle, considerate, and well-dressed self, it seems that this moment is his truest appearance——

Arrogant, paranoid, and crazy.

He was like a ferocious beast in the wilderness, and she was his prey that no one else could touch.

Jiang Deng didn't like him looking at her like that.

She felt a little scared.

But the physical pleasure betrayed her again. Jiang Deng had no way to refuse Zhou Wu. She had not much rationality left and could only use her nails to scratch bloody marks on Zhou Wu's body in protest.

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