Doting on Mr. Su (42) Don't bully me every day

  He gradually approached, his lips falling on my eyebrow, my eye, my cheekbone, the corner of my mouth... finally, it was my lips.

  He lightly licked my lips, his wet tongue swept over my teeth, and then slid between them to tease my pink tongue...

  I don't know when it started, but I've become more and more unable to resist him, unable to resist the feelings he brings me, my body and mind have both become sensitive and fragile.

  His beautifully shaped hands, in my eyes, also became full of **, fingertips drawing the shape of his eyebrows, downwards, drawing past the earlobe, gently brushing against my earlobe...

  His slender fingers slid down from my jawline, gently pinching my chin upwards, his lips left mine and landed on the lobe of my ear, causing a thin layer of numbness all over my body...

  He didn't seem to stop, his lips kissing my neck, hot breath spraying wildly, making me bite my lip and desperately suppressing something.

  A familiar foreign object invaded under me, I clearly knew what it was, the moment before still in front of my eyes, slender and beautiful, distinct joints of fingers... It almost smoothly slipped in...

  His fingers tracing the inside of my abdomen, his kisses, and the sound of water flowing beneath us... This increasingly intoxicating atmosphere... makes me completely unable to think normally, gradually... I succumb to the feeling he brings me... wanting... yet unable to attain.

  "Hmm... Su Hang... Su Hang... uh..."

  I'm broken and disjointed, unable to find my own voice, also unable to find my own breathing.

  He pulled out from my body, reached the top of my head, and freed one of the hands that had been restrained by him. With the hand that had just been bullying me, he grasped mine... and probed under his body, covering the top of it, feeling its powerful throbbing in my palm through the thin fabric.

  Are you afraid?

  A size that can't be grasped with one hand... A clear feeling of the scorching heat in my veins... I forced myself to tell a lie about the unknown fear, only because compared to being afraid, I want it more.

  Yes, that hard-to-utter feeling is called wanting.

  He heard my denial and chuckled softly, his hoarse voice was particularly grating, directly irritating my heart.

  He, however, pulled my hand back when I wanted to freely draw his captive dragon, re-locking it with the shackle on top of my head, and whispered hoarsely in my ear: "Not yet, not now."

  "Why can't it be..." I couldn't help but want to cry, and tears really started flowing: "Su Hao...I'm not afraid...don't bully me, okay?"

  "Don't cry, trust me... I want to devour you more than anyone else, but not now." He kissed away my tears, his body close to mine as he gently rubbed against me: "Not yet, just wait a little longer, okay?"

  It's strange if I can answer well!

  I don't want to sleep with this person anymore!

  Who's going to drive him away!

  I really don't want to see Mr. Su at all now.

  Who said you don't believe?

  This is really true!

  How would you feel if you were left hanging in mid-air every day?

  If I continue like this, I'll soon become a dissatisfied and resentful housewife.

  To avoid further deterioration, I gritted my teeth and endured the insomnia, and resolutely moved to a guest room at the other end of the corridor.

  It wasn't until midnight that I finally fell asleep after all this commotion.

  In my dream, I was still puzzled why the second half of the night slept more and more fragrantly. As a result, when I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw Mr. Su's handsome sleeping face again, with his slightly flattened face.

  Anger can make people lose their minds, I actually forgot that he is the master who holds all the main and deputy keys of this house. He even took advantage of my sleep to secretly open the guest room door, not to mention that he also carried me back to the bedroom!

  Fortunately, he didn't toss me into the air like a beast and disturb me, so I thank him for letting me have a good sleep.

  I don't know if it's because he knew I had an appointment with a classmate today, but when sending him off at the door, he even kissed me and said: "Next time you can invite me to your home as a guest."

  "Troublesome kid, hurry up and go!" I pushed him on the back to send him onto the bus, waving goodbye: "Be careful on the road."

  "He said: 'You too.'"

  He wouldn't start the car until I agreed, and this annoying morning finally came to an end after I left, with Aunt Zhang's figure still visible in the rearview mirror standing at the door.

  Suddenly, something flashed through my mind. Was she also so gentle every day in the past, standing at the door and seeing off Big Yang Ge as he drove away?

  So, is it really good for us to let her be separated from her husband like this? Isn't it a bit... inhumane? Won't there be problems if they're apart for too long?

  After daydreaming all the way, I arrived at the second campus. The new security guard didn't let me in at first, but when I told him I was the wife of one of the school's donors, he was stunned and let me in, even pointing out the location of the South District to me.

  I've never walked alone on the road in the campus before, feeling a bit dizzy, and it took me a small circle to find the right path.

  I got off the car and locked it, confirming that I was out, but only when I arrived at the coffee shop door did I start to feel nervous. However, it was already too late, as Luo Si Jia and Zhou Xiao Mu had opened the door and were pulling me inside from both sides.

  Luosi Jia gave me a hug, Zhou Xiaomu gave me several up-and-down gazes and nodded reassuringly: "Not bad, even more tender and fair than before."

  Luosi Jia dragged me inside.

  Near the innermost partition, Yang Yu sat on a sofa against the wall, looking very serious, with a file folder in front of him and three cups of coffee and one cup of milk on the table.

  I felt a mix of emotions, both touched and warmed, and said with a tinge of melancholy: "You still remember that I like to drink milk..."

  Luosi Jia hummed twice: "Isn't that right? Some people don't make a sound and disappear, change their phone number and don't log in to QQ either. You're too ruthless, aren't you?"

  My face turned red as I said: "At first, I didn't think so much, didn't expect..."

  "I didn't think anyone would worry about whether you're okay or not?" Luo Si Jia said with a sarcastic smile, taking a sip of her coffee before continuing: "You don't even think about it, we've been living in the same dorm for almost two years, crying and laughing together, and even going through heartbreak together - are those feelings fake? If I were to disappear first, how would you feel?"

  I imagined that every day, we would sleep in the same house, wake up together, share snacks, and watch horror movies together. If any one of us were to disappear, whether it was Luo Si Jia or anyone else, I would feel extremely uncomfortable. If someone really went missing, the other three would probably go crazy searching for them!

  But this feeling, the one who disappeared may not be able to feel it.

  My mood was suddenly occupied by guilt, and I clasped my hands together in a cute gesture to beg for forgiveness, promising to tell the truth. The three of them unanimously said "if there's a next time, we'll cut ties and pretend not to know you", only then did they spare my thoughtless self.

  Luosi Jia couldn't help but complain: "You don't even think about the situation you were in when you lost contact, we were so worried that you would jump into the lake and end your life!"

  "I was wrong..."

  It's impossible to find a shortcut by jumping into the lake! No one can beat my optimism except Mr. Su!

  Yang Yu tapped the table to signal silence, and coldly spoke: "Now we will proceed with the routine inquiry!" She flipped open the file, and from her deep pink Hermès handbag, she took out a pen that didn't match, and asked the first question: "Is the reason for your leave because of your breakup with Fang Weihang?"