But now...
Facing the smell of smoke, He Jing not only wasn’t repulsed but even felt an inexplicable sensation rising from the bottom of her heart...
As for Gu Heng...
He was simply enjoying it...
A girl’s mouth is always fragrant and sweet, especially for a beauty like He Jing who pays special attention to her image. Her beauty routines included oral care, so it was impossible for her to have any bad breath...
While Gu Heng greedily sucked, He Jing felt as if her brain was being siphoned off by Gu Heng, her consciousness vanishing, her mind a blank slate. Her feet began to weaken, and to maintain her balance, her hands instinctively wrapped around Gu Heng, and she held on tighter and tighter...
Perhaps a minute or two passed...
He Jing, trying a French kiss for the first time, couldn’t hold on any longer, gasping for air and continually tapping Gu Heng’s back.
Gu Heng also felt it was about time and finally his lips left that moist place...
A glistening thread formed as they parted, appearing before He Jing’s eyes, growing thinner and thinner, until finally snapping and falling to the ground...
And He Jing’s cheeks, already flushed with shyness and shortness of breath, became even more enchantingly rosy. Her eyes were hazy as if they could drip water, and she leaned against the wall by the door, completely limp and powerless...
"How does it feel?"
Gu Heng’s voice, as if laced with magic, sounded by He Jing’s ear, his warm breath lingering by her ear, and He Jing even felt her earlobe touched by something wet, making her shiver violently as if struck by electricity...
"Jiajia will definitely come; I should go now..."
After speaking, she raised her hand again to touch the doorknob, but before she could reach it, Gu Heng, having recovered, launched a second wave of assault...
Another long, hot kiss, and this time Gu Heng’s aggression was stronger.
It was so strong that He Jing’s legs didn’t have any strength; she could only cling fiercely to Gu Heng to ensure she wouldn’t fall. If it wasn’t for the residual consciousness allowing her to just hold on with her palms, she probably would have scratched bloody marks on Gu Heng’s back by now...
Another minute or so passed...
He Jing always felt like some dam in her body was about to burst...
Gu Heng could clearly feel He Jing’s muscles tensing, but he did not stop the onslaught. His hands began to wander inappropriately.
How could He Jing have the strength to resist?
She could only keep repeating, "Jiajia would be back soon..."
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She didn’t know if she was fooling herself or Gu Heng...
Hearing her insist, Gu Heng said with a light laugh, "It’s okay if she comes; it’d be just the right time for her to teach you."
Upon hearing Gu Heng’s words, He Jing suddenly imagined a scenario...
It was her and Lin Jiayun standing by Gu Heng’s side, and the scene was filled with adult-only content. All the scenarios she had seen on small websites were being projected in her mind...
He Jing’s previously hazy eyes gradually scattered and her pupils dilated...
Her body’s muscles tensed, and this time even her consciousness faded away, her long manicured nails scratching at Gu Heng’s back...
When Gu Heng felt the pain in his back, he couldn’t help but glance down at her. But before he could take a closer look, he felt a warm sensation on his leg...
Looking down...
His calf, which was half bent between He Jing’s legs to maintain their balance, was damp...
Trickling down his leg...
Seeing He Jing’s contorted expression, as a seasoned player, how could Gu Heng not know what had happened?
This...
Though such an occurrence was rare, it had happened before...
But it almost always happened when emotions ran high, when the actions were about to end, during mutual surrender, in the moment of intimate unity...
Wasn’t He Jing’s reaction a bit outrageous?
Gu Heng could swear to the heavens that he hadn’t done anything excessive...
At most, it was saying words with a hint of shame...
His hands’ actions were merely confined to the upper half; he hadn’t even started on the lower half...
And the result...
He Jing had given in?
What kind of divine constitution was this?
Men...
There are none who don’t enjoy such a scene.
The pleasure of conquest brought by this sensation is no less exhilarating than those few seconds at the peak; the only difference is one is psychological, the other physiological.
Watching He Jing’s expression gradually return to normal, Gu Heng couldn’t help but scrutinize her closely...
At first, due to the vast difference in their status, even if Gu Heng didn’t show any sign of inferiority, he couldn’t treat her as an equal. To put it bluntly, at that time, he didn’t even dare to look at her too much, fearing being misunderstood as a toad lusting after swan meat.
Then the external boost came.
There were more and more beauties flocking around him...
Including Lin Jiayun, a beauty of the same caliber as He Jing, who took the initiative to throw herself at him.
So Gu Heng didn’t have much time to look at He Jing anymore...
This time, it was the first time Gu Heng had closely observed her since they had known each other for so long...
And really...
Although He Jing’s beauty could not be considered breathtaking, her skin was to the ultimate perfection, even surpassing Lin Jiayun.
Perhaps it was because her face was a bit pudgy, full of the sense of collagen, like the white of a peeled boiled egg, making Gu Heng couldn’t resist pinching it...
It indeed felt nice...
And He Jing, with most of her consciousness dissipated, was powerless to stop Gu Heng’s advances...
After who knows how long, when He Jing’s consciousness drifted back from the heaven she had just experienced, she found herself lying on Gu Heng’s large bed without knowing when it had happened...
Seemingly anticipating what was to come next, He Jing didn’t deceive herself but instead shut her eyes and pretended ignorance...
Gu Heng didn’t mind...
He had no particular fetishes, he could accept her regardless of whether she was active or passive.
Since He Jing didn’t want to take the initiative, then he might as well...
As the rustling sounds started, He Jing could feel clearly her last layer of armor being removed by Gu Heng...
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If He Jing were compared to a piece of suet jade, she would be the most valuable one...
Because this smooth piece of suet jade before him had not a single spot of color difference or flaw, and even the battle-hardened Gu Heng couldn’t help but swallow his saliva...
Gu Heng was no saint of self-control...
With the delicacy right before his eyes, Gu Heng would not choose not to indulge...
At this moment, Gu Heng was like a famished vagrant, eagerly savoring the sumptuous dish before him, and He Jing was like the artisan responsible for adding color to the dish...
The gourmet meal she had carefully concocted for over twenty years was now being devoured greedily by Gu Heng...
At first, He Jing felt nothing but pain, after all, the gourmet meal she had been guarding for over twenty years had been completely surrendered to Gu Heng, how could she possibly be happy?
But although Gu Heng slowed down the pace at which he savored the delicacies,
He gradually turned from a starving vagrant into a gourmet connoisseur.
Only then did the pain of He Jing, the culinary artisan, begin to fade away, followed by the pleasure of being acknowledged for her culinary creation...
This pleasure was indescribable, and He Jing wanted to vent it freely, but considering Lin Jiayun might hear her from the master bedroom nearby, she could only cover her mouth to keep herself from making a sound...
And Gu Heng, as the connoisseur, could clearly feel the changes in He Jing.
He knew that his rhythm of savoring had grown familiar to He Jing...
But as a gourmet, how could he possibly allow a chef to adapt to his own rhythm?
At that moment, Gu Heng’s pace of tasting the cuisine began to change constantly, sometimes devouring heartily, sometimes nibbling delicately...
He Jing, the chef, could only helplessly accept the dominance of the connoisseur, striving to adjust the food to Gu Heng’s favorite tastes, and the room gradually filled with the aroma of exquisite food...
This delicacy that Gu Heng had coveted for more than two years had finally leapt into his mouth willingly...
Lin Jiayun, who had been listening at the door the whole time, could only mutter quietly to herself...
"Do you have to be so secretive? Not even allowing a sound?"
After hesitating for a long time, she finally reached out and carefully pressed down the doorknob, peering through the door slit at the culinary feast unfolding inside the room...