Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

He Lianzhou half-knelt in front of Zhu Xia, lifted her chin with his right index finger, and gently stroked her wet lips with his thumb.

"Invite me?" His eyes were dark and deep, as if they were burning in flames.

Zhu Xia glanced down and saw the man's raised Adam's apple rolling down. She raised her eyes and looked straight into his eyes.

"No. I'm afraid you'll steal the bathtub from me. I want to take a bath by myself."

As she spoke, her lips opened and He Lianzhou pressed his fingertips on her white teeth. Zhu Xia opened her mouth and was about to bite him, but he took the opportunity to insert two fingers.

With his index and middle fingers supporting her soft palate, Zhu Xia was forced to look up. He Lianzhou's face remained motionless, his brows furrowed as he leaned in to observe her mouth carefully.

Zhu Xia waited for three seconds, and seeing that he had no intention of taking it out, she was ready to continue biting him. However, the man got there first, and his long fingers lightly scraped the soft flesh on one side of her mouth.

"You..." Zhu Xia hadn't finished her words yet, and he casually stirred her soft tongue again. Her heartbeat suddenly quickened and she let out a faint hum.

After a while, he pulled out his fingers and rubbed his wet fingertips on her red lips with a little force. Zhu Xia suddenly felt a burning sensation on her lips.

"Zhu Xia." He called her.

"What?" Zhu Xia's tongue was still a little numb, and he glared at him unhappily.

She looked at him, waiting for his next words, but he kissed her on the cheek and went into the shower, leaving her alone and puzzled.

The shower door was not closed, and the sound of running water reached her ears clearly. Zhu Xiaqu touched her lips with the back of her finger. From the direction of the bathtub, she could only vaguely see a figure. She tilted her head slightly, and the water washed over her broad shoulders, strong waist, and smooth abdominal muscles... She patted her face, ended her bath, pulled the towel to wipe her body, casually put on a bathrobe, and left the bathroom.

Zhu Xia strolled around the bedroom but didn't find anything new or interesting. She charged her own phone, then picked up He Lianzhou's phone and sat on the bed, playing with it out of boredom.

I saw a news report on the Internet saying that the famous jewelry designer Jiang Qiyun appeared in the public eye again after many years.

He Lianzhou came out of the bathroom with a towel draped around his waist. He walked to Zhu Xia with broad shoulders, his hands pressed on the clean sheets, and he lowered his eyelashes.

"Wear so many clothes?" His dark eyes were wet as he looked down at her, his intimidation even stronger than usual.

Zhu Xia was wearing pajamas and a warm blanket on her shoulders. She raised her head to look at him, rolled her eyes, and asked, "Can't you take it off?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the next second, she was pressed down on the bed by the man. The hair on his forehead was not completely dry and was shimmering with moisture, which pricked her face and made her feel itchy.

Before Zhu Xia could smile, He Lianzhou's hands moved along the curves of her body and took off her clothes in a few seconds.

When he kissed her chin, Zhu Xia felt something cool and hard under her waist. She reached out to touch it, but He Lianzhou grabbed her wrist and pinned her to the bed.

"no……"

The man's long legs held her knees, Zhu Xia couldn't move, she could only look at him and said, "I think I'm pressing your phone, take it out."

He Lianzhou reached under her body and took out his cell phone. The item that was hurting her waist was gone. Zhu Xia breathed a sigh of relief, but saw him looking at the cell phone screen.

"What's wrong?" she asked puzzledly.

The phone turned in He Lianzhou's palm, and the page of the call appeared in Zhu Xia's eyes... The other party was, was... his mother Jiang Qiyun!

With a sudden thunderclap, Zhu Xia felt as if his brain had exploded.

Ah, she didn't say anything, did she? Didn't she make any strange noises?

Zhu Xia pulled the blanket over, pretending to be a zombie, and slowly covered his face.

He Lianzhou answered the phone and while talking on the phone, he looked at her intently with a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Qiyun on the other end of the line did not hear Zhu Xia's voice. When the call was connected, she could tell from her son's tone that he was in a good mood, which she found quite strange.

Anything happy?

He Lianzhou said a few words, hung up the phone, threw the phone on the bedside table, and reached out to take off Zhu Xia's blanket.

He smiled at her.

"What did your mother say?" Zhu Xia quickly recovered and asked as if nothing had happened.

"I want to see my daughter-in-law." He Lianzhou slowly tore off the bath towel, put his arms around her waist, and with a little force, her body involuntarily pressed against him.

"Where did my daughter-in-law come from?" Zhu Xia pretended to be dumbfounded. The man's strong fingers only gently pressed on her, and she trembled. However, he seemed to add fuel to the fire, kissing her lips and sucking on her soft tongue that he had stirred with two fingers not long ago.

Zhu Xia's throat seemed to be blocked by something and was extremely dry. She wanted to swallow, but his kiss seemed gentle but was actually fierce. She was worried that she would swallow him.

"Zhu Xia." He Lianzhou said in a low voice. His hands and kisses fell on every part of his skin. His lips lingered on his neck for a moment, and then bit down on a white mass of greasy hair. Zhu Xia's five fingers pinched into his short hair, and it felt slightly moist. I don't know if it was the lingering water vapor from his shower, or if she had melted from the heat.

"Hmm?" Zhu Xia responded with a light nasal tone.

"Zhu Xia. The name of my mother's daughter-in-law." The man's voice was almost bewitching, and Zhu Xia's heart was aroused. His hot kiss fell on her lower abdomen, exploring the most sensitive part. Her eyes were like water, swaying, feeling his increasingly hot temperature.

"He Lianzhou..." Zhu Xia clutched the quilt tightly with her five fingers, and pressed her calves against the man's shoulders in resistance, but his strength was no match for her. She was about to melt in his deep kiss, and her throat was blocked... He Lianzhou stood up, stretched out his arms to take the square boxes from the drawer. Even though his blood was boiling unscrupulously and the beast was clamoring to break out of the cage, he still held up five boxes and shook them in front of Zhu Xia's eyes.

"Which one do you want?" His voice was too hoarse.

Zhu Xia opened her eyes and looked at it twice but couldn't tell the difference. She wrapped her slender legs around him and whispered, "This."

He Lianzhou's eyes suddenly filled with numerous emotions, and his eyes were filled with deep desire. He quickly chose one, and after he was ready, he pressed down, hooked his hand around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Even though she was fully prepared, Zhu Xia still couldn't bear the first intimate moment after a while. The man was strong and restrained, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain. The trembling sound floated into his ears with a cotton-like softness.

"Are you feeling unwell?" He Lianzhou used his fingers to push away the hair on her cheek and saw a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Zhu Xia's breathing was disordered. He slowly adjusted himself, shook his head, and whispered, "You seem to have a fever."

They were entangled and the room was filled with beauty. He Lianzhou looked at her deeply, his pupils dark, and when he saw that she looked the same, he started to get angry. "Yeah, it's hot." He said meaningfully.

The man's hot body pressed tightly against her. Zhu Xia trembled and tears welled up in her eyes.

The little bit of consciousness she had left was enough to discern his unusual body temperature.

"It's not that kind..." Zhu Xia hugged the man's shoulders and sobbed. He hugged her tightly and made a comeback.

"It doesn't matter." He knew what she was talking about.

The man's chest rose and fell, and he was slightly sweaty. Zhu Xia loosened his arms and placed his palm over his heart, feeling its strong beating.

Her cheeks flushed, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and wrapped her legs around him, hugging him tightly.

I don’t know how it happened, but she seemed to be there whenever he was injured or sick, and it seemed to have something to do with her.

"Don't move." Zhu Xia suddenly said, obviously planning to do something.

He Lianzhou really didn't move, allowing her to struggle to turn over and press him under her.