Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

Lu Qi was quite excited. The operating room in the basement was much more professional and complete than the one in her home, and it had a bit of the feel of a science fiction blockbuster.

"Is this our secret base?!" Lu Qi stood in front of the operating table and spread out his hands.

Is it a secret?

Indeed, even Jamila didn't know what was down there, and even if she knew there was a basement, she couldn't come down.

Only Lu Qi and Pei Yao's irises were recorded. There was no need to clean because there was an automatic cleaning robot. The rich really know how to play with technology.

That's why Lu Qi thought he must have been very rich before he lost his memory.

Is he richer than Pei Yao?

While Lu Qi was still lost in thought, Pei Yao had already walked up to her and said in a rather sarcastic tone, "It's yours. The house is yours, what does it have to do with me?"

He said that on purpose to induce her to take the initiative. He is a very bad person.

My irises have been recorded, and I have already assumed the identity of the male owner of the house.

Lu Qi retracted his hand, hugged his waist, and leaned against his chest. He knew what he wanted to hear, and he was willing to say it: "You are all mine, how can it have nothing to do with you?"

It was obviously the house he bought for her, but he liked to play this kind of reverse role play.

Sure enough, this man was satisfied. His chest heaved slightly, and a light, muffled laugh came out of his nose. He leaned over, put his arms around her waist, lowered his neck and kissed the top of her head.

He really wanted to pamper her, and he never picked the most expensive things to give her, but what she needed and liked.

Lu Qi couldn't help but flutter her eyelashes, buried her head tightly in his arms, and said, "Pei Yao, thank you."

It's sincere. From the moment I met him, I have been taken care of, protected, saved, and even loved by him. I am very grateful.

She always believed that feelings should be mutual, and she would tell the other party about their kindness no matter what.

But the person who heard this didn't like it. He took advantage of his height and looked down at her from above, lifting her chin with his finger: "Do you think I want to hear this?"

Lu Qi was quite sincere: "I know you don't like it. Saying thank you is awkward, and I don't like saying it either, but I still want to express it to you."

Not convinced by her, Pei Yao pursed his lips into a line, feeling a little irritated.

Suddenly, he carried her to the operating table and pressed his hands on the edge of the table: "Why don't we do something practical."

Lu Qi didn't react at all, and let out a soft cry, her voice was sweet and gentle. Her head was leaning on the table, and she looked up timidly. The man's eyes were filled with deep darkness.

Thinking of the madness of last night's lovemaking, Lu Qi came back to his senses and pulled at his arms, pleading, "It hurts...it's not healed yet."

He hadn't even rested for twelve hours, and he was still coming. She really suspected that he would kill her.

Unfortunately, his arms wouldn't move, and he wouldn't let go just because she showed weakness.

The owner of the arm with bulging veins touched her waist: "Where does it hurt?"

Where else could it hurt?

Lu Qi blushed, but was too embarrassed to say anything, so she evaded the question: "My waist...my waist hurts."

Pei Yao looked at her with an ambiguous gaze and said in a rather uninhibited manner, "I won't let you lie down tonight."

"It's not the posture." Lu Qi's face turned even redder, and he bit his lower lip. Unlike him, he would speak without restraint once he started having sex. He finally managed to utter a few words, "It's... it's there."

Pei Yao pursed his lips, looked at her calmly, and reached down: "Let me see."

Lu Qi's pupils dilated for a moment. Although he had seen a lot last night, this... was too embarrassing.

She shook her head desperately and stretched out her hand to stop him: "Don't...don't look."

However, this man couldn't help but break up. He pushed her skirt up a little and forcefully gave her a choice: "Do it, or watch?"

To be honest, she really wanted to take back the thank you she had said before. This person is usually good in everything, but in this aspect he can only be described as a bastard!

Lu Qi admitted it, retracted her hands and tightly grasped the material of her clothes, closed her eyes, and pursed her clear red lips.

......

After a while, Pei Yao wiped his fingers clean with a wet towel, looked at her face which looked like a ripe cherry, and picked her up: "You were too rough last night. Let's go, I'll ask someone to buy you some medicine."

"Do I need to apply medicine?" Lu Qi's mosquito-like voice came from his chest. His face was buried in his chest and he couldn't come out. His breath was weak.

She doesn't understand, so who knows?

Wouldn't it be more shameful to apply medicine, just like what happened just now?

Pei Yao paused, then considered, "Yes. Doesn't it hurt?"

I didn't hold her by the waist, as I wasn't sure if that would make her condition worse. So I just picked her up sideways and took the elevator back to the bedroom.

I contacted Jamila. At 40 years old, she should be experienced.

Not long after, Jamila knocked on the door and brought the medicine. Considering that Lu Qi might be shy.

Pei Yao went out to get the medicine and asked Jamila a few questions, and Jamila sounded helpless.

"Sir, although I'm an experienced person, I've never encountered such a situation. I can only say that you should be more restrained and not be so cruel. The girl is new to sex, so you have to take your time."

Pei Yao nodded and went back to the house with the medicine.

When he walked in, he saw the person half-curled up in the quilt, her long hair scattered on the white pillow, blinking at him.

It does look a bit like a damaged flower, which is crumbling after being exposed to wind and rain, but the flower is so gorgeous and charming that how can anyone resist touching it.

Pei Yao walked to the head of the bed and sat down, opened the medicine cap, thought for a while with the cotton swab, then simply threw away the cotton swab, put a little on his fingertips, and got back on the bed.

Seeing him kneeling on the bed, Lu Qi took a breath reflexively and sat down on the bedside: "Will you...will you help me apply the medicine?"

"Why don't you do it yourself?" Pei Yao raised the corner of his lips playfully.

Lu Qi thought about the scene, closed his eyes, shook his head, opened his watery eyes, and said a little aggrievedly: "You...you come."

Seeing that she seems to be a bit obedient, I should be gentler and more restrained with her.

Suppressing his anger, Pei Yao gently spread her knees apart...

But she was too sensitive, and the medicine was difficult to apply. It took a whole bottle of ointment to apply it on her.

Finally, Pei Yao threw the empty ointment into the trash can and snorted at her, "Such a big reaction! Did I eat you?"

Lu Qi covered the quilt with his hands, his scalding face making the quilt hot: "It's not like you didn't eat..."

The tip of his tongue couldn't help but touch his lower lip. Hearing her humming sounds could easily make people lose control, but this shouldn't make things worse for her.

Now he was the one who was upset. Without any moodiness, Pei Yao turned over and got out of bed: "Okay, I'm going to take a shower."

Before he could walk away, Lu Qi grabbed his trouser leg and asked him weakly, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing the stretch in the fabric of his pants, especially just now, she had thought several times that he would just ignore it.

However, no.

Although this man said with an irritable look on his face, "Bear with it!", she could really feel that he was taking care of her and forcing himself to suppress his desires, just because he didn't want her to feel hurt.

Lu Qi didn't let go, and after struggling for a while, he finally spoke: "I can do this too..."

Pei Yao was amused by her and stroked her lips with his hand: "I really want to try it."

In a flash, he covered her with a blanket, rubbed her head, and comforted her: "Wait a few days. You didn't get enough rest yesterday. Go to sleep quickly. I'll accompany you later."

I don’t want her to come complaining about her sore mouth again tomorrow.

Besides, if that really happened, he might not be able to control himself.

He was a little shocked that he could do this for her. She seemed to have become the switch for all his emotions.

What should I do? I love her so much.