Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

There was only a small nude-colored piece of fabric in the entrance hall.

He Chuyin was pressed against the wall, with one of her legs hooked up by Lu Yanxiao's strong arm. She raised her head to kiss him, her arms around his neck to support her soft body.

The charming atmosphere spread from the entrance. He Chuyin felt the powerful and full domination of the man in front of her. His nails pinched his flesh and left marks on his neck.

How did you get here and why are you so impatient?

She doesn't remember much.

She only remembered that he had been kissing her since they entered the elevator, and after entering the house, he could not wait to press her against the wall, without even taking off his clothes. He just opened the window, lifted her skirt, and rushed into her heart.

He didn't say anything, but he constantly confirmed his existence to her through his actions.

He Chuyin had never seen him so excited before, so she bit him viciously.

"Lu Yanxiao, I'm not the one you want to vent your anger on!"

Lu Yanxiao didn't seem to feel any pain, he lowered his head to kiss her, panting and saying in a low voice: "I really want to kill you."

He moved suddenly, and He Chuyin's mind went blank. Her legs were weak and she was about to slide down. Lu Yanxiao picked her up and took off her clothes. Scattered clothes appeared on the ground starting from the entrance, extending all the way to the bathroom door.

Hot water poured down, behind her was the cold tile wall, in front of her was the man's hot body, He Chuyin was pressed in between, she turned her head to look at him, her almond eyes filled with anger.

"let me go!"

"I'll let you go, but someone will let me go."

Lu Yanxiao turned her over and possessed her face to face. The corners of his eyes were bloodshot and veins on his arms were bulging. He stared at her closely with bloodshot eyes, "He Chuyin, you are the one who provoked me."

"What? You can't afford to play?" He Chuyin trembled, but her words were still sharp.

"Yes." Lu Yanxiao admitted hoarsely, "I can't afford it."

He Chuyin was stunned.

Lu Yanxiao has always been arrogant, how could he possibly give in...

"A man will do anything to trick a woman into bed. Lu Yanxiao, I didn't expect you to be that kind of person. I look down on you!" He Chuyin condemned angrily.

"Besides being rude to me, what else can you do?" Lu Yanxiao stared at her and bit her mouth. He really wanted to fuck her until she couldn't say anything that would make him worry.

He Chuyin felt pain on her mouth when he bit her, but the pleasure rising in her body made her ignore the pain that was not worth mentioning.

"Go away, go find your ideal partner to solve your needs, don't look for me!"

"What ideal partner?" Lu Yanxiao let her step on his feet. Her face was covered with tiny water droplets and blushed. Her lips were slightly raised and she stared at him with wet eyes, innocent and seductive.

"Your ballet swan, Ye Yishu."

"Not her."

"What's not her?"

Lu Yanxiao held her hips with his hands and pushed her towards him. Their bodies pressed tightly together. He lowered his eyes, bit her fair shoulder, and said hoarsely, "The person I had my first wet dream about was you."

He Chuyin was shocked, her eyes widened: "How old was I then, you're a pervert!"

"No one is more perverted than you." Lu Yanxiao said.

He couldn't help laughing after saying this. He hated this surging and shameful desire, and he hated even more that the object of his imagination was her.

But he had to admit that when she forced him, he only felt panic and fear in his heart, not disgust.

He looked up at her, and she had an expression that said, "As expected."

"They say that a man's sex and love are separate. Ha, that's absolutely true."

Lu Yanxiao held her hips, lifted her up, and pressed her against the wall. Their eyes were parallel. He Chuyin took the lead and said, "Don't tell me you like me, Lu Yanxiao. You said it yourself. You don't like my type, and you will never like me."

"I can slap myself in the face, can't I?"

"But I don't like you anymore."

"Then I'll lock you up, just like you locked me up back then."

He Chuyin was choked up for a rare moment, and remained silent for a few seconds. She smiled and said, "Then you can lock me up and see if my brother will let you go."

Lu Yanxiao suddenly stopped, looked up at her, and asked, "Do you have any more condoms?"

"No. Just one." He Chuyin felt limp all over and could no longer stand. She could only rely on him for support, but her mind was still somewhat clear.

"Don't you have any here?" she asked.

"Do you think anyone can get on with me if I'm you?" he asked back.

He Chuyin didn't want to explain. She smiled sweetly and mocked: "Isn't it unfair to say that you are a weak man?"

Lu Yanxiao is not someone who gets angry easily. On the contrary, he doesn't care about too many things or people, and he hardly gets angry. Every time he gets angry, it's because of He Chuyin.

He pressed his twitching forehead, took the bath towel, wiped her clean, and carried her to the bed.

He Chuyin lay on the bed, watching him put on his clothes one by one, and asked, "Do you want to buy a condom?"

Lu Yanxiao put on his pants, with his upper body naked, and walked over to her, pressing her into the soft quilt and kissing her. The kiss made both of them breathe heavily. His eyes were filled with desire, but her round almond eyes were still clear.

"You really don't like me anymore?" he asked against her lips.

Looking at each other closely, his eyes were seductive, He Chuyin's heart skipped a beat, and she said, "I don't like it."

"Then treat me as your plaything for life." He said, "After all, you are my only master."

The man with bones harder than diamonds didn't expect that when he said such words of submission, every cell in He Chuyin's body started clamoring, and she almost cursed him in her heart.

So she raised her hand and patted his cheek.

Lu Yanxiao was beaten for no reason. He quickly grabbed her wrist and pressed her on the bed sheet. His high brows were full of wildness, and he looked particularly fierce as he stared at people intently.

He Chuyin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not possessed.

"Get out of here," she struggled, pretending to kick him.

Lu Yanxiao didn't have time to go out and buy condoms. He grabbed He Chuyin's hands with one hand, handcuffed them behind her back, and chose to call someone to buy condoms.

"You just can't ask others to buy condoms, Lu Yanxiao!" He Chuyin did not miss any opportunity.

Lu Yanxiao's eyelids twitched, and every time he touched her, his head started to hurt. He looked around, pulled out the drawstring of his pants, tied her hands, and hung her on the head of the bed.

Unable to move her hands, He Chuyin tried to kick him, but his two big hands separated them and held them firmly. She was about to speak, but suddenly saw him lower his head... He Chuyin stiffened instantly, and the blood in her body seemed to be frozen. She stared at him blankly until she felt the unusual contact. The unprecedented numbness made her mind distracted and her breathing quickened. She wanted to struggle, but he grabbed her legs and she couldn't move.

Back then, He Chuyin handcuffed Lu Yanxiao to this bed. She forced him to obey her, and then forced him... But now, she was tied to the bed by him, but he didn't force her. He pleased her and acted as her slave in an absolutely submissive posture.

He Chuyin's chest heaved violently. She had never experienced such soft and delicate pleasure, and she looked at him with dazed eyes.

"How is it? Am I pleasing you?" Lu Yanxiao raised his head and leaned over to kiss her. He Chuyin turned her head away to avoid it, but he held her and kissed her hard.