Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 141 A Little Break (2)

Zhu Xia didn't want to speak, but the man knew her too well. Every time she was caught off guard, her throat couldn't help but hum, and the thin and continuous horn was like a catalyst to ignite a fire...

The violent storm eroded every nerve and every inch of consciousness. Just before reaching the peak, the man suddenly stopped.

Zhu Xia scratched his back fiercely, and said in a tearful voice: "He Lianzhou..."

"What?" he asked knowingly.

Zhu Xia said nothing. He laughed softly in her ear, and she bit his shoulder again in anger.

He Lianzhou leaned against the bed and hugged Zhu Xia's waist. Zhu Xia's knees trembled, and she held his broad shoulders and slowly descended. Time was stretched to infinity, dragging an ambiguous tail, sweeping over every ups and downs of the morning breath, and passing through the lingering entanglement. Halfway through, Zhu Xia trembled violently and lay on him, gasping for breath.

"Didn't you eat very well before?" He Lianzhou pinched her chin and looked at her closely. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were dark.

Zhu Xia was speechless.

I have tried this before, but that was many years ago. She fell while panting, which made the man feel itchy. His patience ran out. He grabbed her waist with his big hands and pressed down hard. The unbreakable possession instantly rolled into a vortex, and countless fireworks exploded in the void. Zhu Xia screamed, and she subconsciously hugged He Lianzhou's neck tightly, inseparable.

Zhu Xia leaned against him with her delicate body for a long time. After she recovered, she grabbed his arm and supported herself.

He Lianzhou moved, and Zhu Xia glared at him, warning him to be quiet. He smiled. He got down to business.

He Lianzhou's black pupils reflected her flushed face. His eyes swept down to her slender legs, then shifted his gaze and what came into his sight was a charming and enchanting scene.

His Adam's apple rolled violently, and he approached her suddenly. Zhu Xia was caught off guard and was thrown down. Her seven orifices and five senses shattered into countless points of light. She collapsed in his arms, her body soft as if without bones, and her breath was weak. The man's attack was accurate and fierce, irresistible, and the numbness and slight pain were addictive. He looked into her beautiful eyes with tears in them and said to look down.

“...No.” Zhu Xia felt so comfortable that her bones went numb and she whimpered softly.

He took a step back and grabbed her hand to lead them to their destination. Zhu Xia was soft and weak, and the man was very strong, so she did not resist at all and let him lead her to touch the intersection of the two parallel lines...smooth, hot, moist, and hard... Zhu Xia's face suddenly turned as red as a steamed crab.

But he was still kissing her and rubbing her nose, his breath fanning her face, his pleasant voice bewitching, asking her if she remembered the layout of the master bedroom and the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom.

Zhu Xia's earlobes were red enough to drip blood. She reached out to cover He Lianzhou's mouth. He took her hand and slipped his fingers skillfully between hers. He interlocked their fingers and continued to ask her if she had any impression of the facilities in the bathroom, such as the chair.

The man's voice was filled with lust, easily clearing Zhu Xia's mind and awakening her memory. Zhu Xia shamefully buried her face in his shoulder, pinched him hard with her fingers, and called out "rascal".

He Lianzhou smiled. He leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words. Zhu Xia opened her mouth and bit his neck. The pain stimulated the man. He pressed her down on the bed with his backhand and kissed her in an instant. He strongly hooked her to sink with him, and fell madly together, going deeper and deeper, until there was only each other.

Zhu Xia felt like she was melting. She wrapped her arms around He Lianzhou's thin waist and leaned on his shoulder, moaning unconsciously.

"Call me by my name." His eyes were thick and his voice was too hoarse.

"He Lianzhou..." She wrapped her legs tightly around him and called him obediently, over and over again, her tone particularly moving.

Zhu Xia stretched out his body, his hands involuntarily stroked He Lianzhou's heaving chest, then touched his abdominal muscles, and rubbed the small scar on his waist and abdomen with his fingertips.

The body temperature continued to rise during the lingering and tearing, and reason burned to ashes, as if falling into a colorful dream.

The addictive comfort spreads from every nerve and every inch of blood vessel to the heart, bursting into brilliant waves.

After a few fights, Zhu Xia's forehead was covered with sweat and all his strength was exhausted. He lay powerlessly on He Lianzhou's chest, breathing in the fresh air like a dehydrated fish.

Stealing a moment of leisure from her busy life, she was held in his arms, not wanting to think at all.

Maybe she didn't have time to think at all.

Instinct, impulse, and the desire to get closer always pushed her forward. Every time she made up her mind to stay away from him, he would come out to deepen their bond. They had clearly said that they should be strangers, and calmly ignore each other without any disturbance... But those small decisions always seemed to be vulnerable.

It was as if something was constantly overcoming her.

Her firm resolve was unknowingly becoming shaky.

But no matter what, she has to go back to the capital to deal with the wedding, and then... let's talk about it then.

Zhu Xia woke up again. The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn tightly. The room was dark and she couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

Zhu Xia raised her head and saw the tall and handsome outline of He Lianzhou. Only when he was unconscious could she observe his appearance carefully.

The girl's breath fell on her chin, like a feather scratching her, the itch spread from the small piece of skin to her internal organs. He Lianzhou woke up, lowered his eyes and saw her, and his tall body turned over and covered her under him, and he and Zhu Xia kissed in the quilt.

The square box was placed on the bedside table. There was only one left. He Lianzhou tore open the packaging bag and put it on quickly. The morning's passion had not yet dissipated, and a new round of obsession began. His heart was filled to the brim, hot, strong, and tough... Zhu Xia didn't care what time it was.

The time is no longer important.

What matters is that at this moment, they are clinging to each other.

……

When Zhu Xia woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She lay on the bed and used the remote control to open all the curtains of the French windows. In an instant, light poured in.

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

After He Lianzhou finished his shower and came out of the bathroom, he saw Zhu Xia wrapped in a retro red blanket sitting on the sofa with her back to him. Her skin was white, smooth and flawless, which made the marks he left very obvious.

He Lianzhou's full Adam's apple rolled slightly. He walked over and hugged her around the waist. Zhu Xia did not resist and put her arms around his neck.

He carried her into the bathtub. Zhu Xia said she could do it herself. He Lianzhou looked at her for a while and agreed. The phone on the bedside table rang. He glanced at it, picked it up and went to the balcony to answer it.

The person on the other end of the line was Professor Albert, a medical professor. He spoke in fluent American English: "Sumer asked Kelsey to look up information about the New York riots. I have erased the detailed information."

"Thank you."

"Why can't you let Sumer know that you saved her at the critical moment and got shot in the abdomen."

"No need."

Everything he did for her came from his desire to reassure himself, not to gain her gratitude.

It's no big deal to pay.

*

He Lianzhou's worries were not without reason. The bath was so comfortable that Zhu Xia almost fell asleep in the bathtub. She dragged her sore body to the shower room and rinsed herself off.

At this point, both of them were somewhat out of control. Zhu Xia sighed, changed her clothes, and followed He Lianzhou step by step, like a little tail, wherever he went, she followed.

The man turned around, rubbed her head, and asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhu Xia shook his head.

He Lianzhou looked at her.

Zhu Xia raised her head and looked into his dark and deep eyes. She immediately understood what he was thinking and her ears turned red.

"Everyone said it's okay!"

After their first time, she had a fever which was purely accidental, but he kept harping on it.

Zhu Xia quickened her pace and walked past him, but the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, and she almost fell into his arms.

Zhu Xia asked unhappily, "What are you doing?"