Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

The woman raised her lips and pointed at her lips which were red from kissing. She said coldly with a hint of temptation: "Sir, you are so considerate. I will reward you with a kiss."

"not enough."

His eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse.

"Are you greedy?" She was a little annoyed.

"Ah."

"Insatiable."

The man took off his glasses and placed them on the cabinet beside him.

She raised her eyes and met his dark eyes. She seemed to be able to predict how crazy he was, and her lower back felt slightly numb.

I don't know why, but my legs went weak the moment he took off his glasses.

Scalp numbness.

Tong Ruixiao's hot kisses lingered on her mouth, temples, earlobes, neck, collarbone...

The moonlight shines through the gauze curtains onto the carpet, swaying with a cool afterglow, like the rippling light of water, with a small boat swaying on the water.

The powerfully arched back looks like swaying mellow wine, intoxicating people; the rosy cheeks appear and disappear, blurry and illusory.

The cicadas outside the window are chirping one after another, and summer has a unique charm.

Midnight.

The passion faded, and the woman leaned quietly on the pillow, looking at the rustling leaves outside the window. Her eyes had completely returned to their usual expression, calm and indifferent.

All desires disappeared, leaving only the tiredness, emptiness and confusion after being satisfied.

I felt empty inside, depressed, and a little irritable. There was an indescribable aura around me, almost isolating me from the world.

He opened the drawer of the bedside table, poured out two candies from the transparent candy box and put them into his mouth.

Don't chew, but let the sweetness slowly spread in your mouth.

Dullly, waiting for my frozen brain to resume functioning.

"Little Jane..."

Tong Ruixiao looked at the person with her back to her, stretched out a hand, tentatively placed it on her arm, then held her hand, interlocking their fingers.

Trying to hug her, his hoarse voice was pleasant and sexy, even gentler than usual: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She frowned and said coldly.

"Go to sleep."

He was stunned for a moment, a look of pain and loss flashed in his eyes, and his eyes turned red. He did not let go of her hand, but held it tightly with strong possessiveness, as if he was afraid that she would leave the next moment.

He held her hand tightly without letting anyone question him, but his tone was so gentle that it was almost like begging: "...Don't do this to me, okay?"

She was tired and distant, and didn't want to talk. She frowned and struggled for a while, but her strength was too little, so she didn't break free, so she just let him hold her.

The next morning.

Jian Yan got up very late. She didn't know if it was because she hadn't done it for a long time, but she felt more tired than before. Her bones seemed to have been disassembled and reassembled, and her arms ached when she lifted them.

It wasn't like this last night.

Maybe the pleasure covered up the other feelings...

Although he was harsh, the service was quite good and everything that needed to be done was in place.

Jian Yan got out of bed in her pajamas, but her legs were weak and trembling, her knees bent and she almost fell to the ground.

He held on to the table to steady himself.

She went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She pulled down her collar, revealing her neck and collarbone, which were covered with marks of varying sizes. Not to mention other parts of her body, she didn't dare to look at them.

No wonder she was so tired!

Have you not eaten meat for hundreds of years?

I washed my face with cold water to calm myself down, but I still couldn't help frowning.

When Tong Ruixiao came in and saw that she was not there, he knew that she had gone to wash up, so he placed the tangerine honey water of just the right temperature on her table and waited for her for a while.

As soon as Jian Yan came out and saw him, her brows frowned again, with some annoyance: "It's ten o'clock, isn't Mr. Tong going to the company today?"

"I just got home from my morning meeting, and I don't have much to do today," he said, handing her the glass gently, "Have some honey water."

Only then did she realize that he was wearing a British-style medium-grey suit, with his jacket on. His vest and shirt were neatly arranged, and paired with a silver-white tie, he looked elegant and decent.

He was dressed so formally, it turned out he had just returned from a meeting.

She took the cup and took two sips. It was sweet and not greasy, just what she liked. Her expression eased: "It's delicious, thank you."

"Are you still angry with me?" he asked tentatively.

Jian Yan said nothing, but put down the cup, silently pushed up the sleeves of his pajamas, and raised his arms to show him.

"What do you think?"

Tong Ruixiao looked at the bruises on the inside of her fair wrist and was obviously shocked. He almost gasped and touched her wrist distressedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know I used so much strength..."

"Don't know? Then you should know this, right?"

He pulled open the collar, revealing a large area of ​​white collarbone with glaring red marks on it.

She cursed coldly: "You belong to the dog family!"

The moment the man's eyes fell over, his body completely froze.

The finger he stretched out was less than a centimeter away from her skin, and then he retracted it tremblingly.

His voice was hoarse: "Does it... hurt?"

Jane was disgusted and said nothing.

It doesn't actually hurt.

It was just pleasure at the time, and she doesn't feel any pain now. But it's too ugly, and she doesn't like having these marks on her body.

It's annoying to look at.

"I'm sorry, I will pay more attention next time. If you feel any pain, please tell me..."

Tong Ruixiao held her hand gently, his peach blossom eyes showing depression, self-blame and guilt.

He had no experience and only judged whether she was happy based on her expression and voice at the time, but he didn't expect this.

When Jian Yan saw that his lower eyelids were slightly red and he looked so apologetic that he was about to cry, her heart softened.

Smiling coldly: "Do you want to have a next time?"

Inexplicably, I recalled the words "greedy" that he had uttered in a hoarse voice last night, and my heart skipped a beat.

“…That’s not the case.”

Tong Ruixiao's voice did not sound lost, but rather relieved.

I hugged her, my eyelashes fluttering, and said what I wanted to say when I couldn't sleep all night: "In fact, you don't want to do this with me, right?"

Jian Yan felt confused. What nonsense was he talking about?

"We may be married, but there's no need for intimacy if you don't feel like it. A kiss and a hug are enough."

She pulled him away and looked into his eyes: "How can you tell that I don't like it?"

Although my whole body was sore today, it was still very enjoyable when I think back on it. Her skills were still immature and needed to be improved, but the service was good and she had no complaints.

Except for being bitten by a dog.

"Last night, you wouldn't let me get close to you, and you were very resistant to me holding your hand. You were in a bad mood. You didn't answer me when I asked you. I don't know what I did wrong..."

He spoke anxiously and aggrievedly, but heard her burst out laughing.

Suddenly I felt even more aggrieved.

"Have you heard of the refractory period?" Jian Yan buttoned up her pajamas and patted his hand. "I might have been a little cold and indifferent to you at that time. It's not your problem. You don't have to take it to heart."

In her previous life, when she was with Si Yanchen, she would always feel tired, nauseous and fed up with everything after every session.

This situation is very common.

Because the other party always fell asleep or left immediately, she stayed alone quietly, waiting for the disgust to subside the next day, so she could not feel the impact of her emotions on others.

Unexpectedly, this would make Tong Ruixiao doubt himself.