Chapter 107: Chapter 106 Rooftop Outdoors
Two male colleagues came over and found the office area pitch dark, lighting it up with their phones only to discover not a single person there.
"Where is she, that bitch? Where did she go?"
"She’s run off!"
Frustrated that their plan had failed and that they hadn’t gotten a chance to kiss her, the two men stamped their feet in anger.
"I told you it was a bad idea. A woman like her, you can tell she’s pampered. Otherwise, she would have turned into a yellow-faced wife long ago."
"If you want something to happen, you need to take the time and effort to care and love, break down her mental defenses. Once you get her into bed, you can play however you want."
While the two men were exchanging their experiences, He Qianhui had already returned to her place, a small one-bedroom apartment.
Compared to Liu Gang’s big house, it was smaller, but it was sufficient.
He Qianhui took her clothes to the bathroom to shower; the water temperature was a bit high, but after getting used to it, it was comfortable.
After her shower, she dried herself with a towel and, for convenience, only slipped on a silk nightgown.
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock at the door. He Qianhui was extremely nervous, afraid that it was Liu Gang who had found this place. She peeked through the peephole on the door and saw that it was Zhang Hao.
Assured that it wasn’t a bad person, He Qianhui quickly opened the door.
"You should give me a heads-up before coming over; you scared me to death."
While admonishing him, He Qianhui went to the kitchen to get a drink and poured a cup for Zhang Hao.
"I sent you a message, but you didn’t reply at all, so I came over directly. These are steamed buns my mom made, they’re pure meat!"
Opening the insulated lunch box, the buns were packed tight, but they smelled delicious. He Qianhui realized that it was well past mealtime.
"I’ll get the bowls and chopsticks. I can’t eat all this, you should eat some more with me."
The furnishings in the room were simple, but He Qianhui was a clean woman. Even the small room was tidy and orderly.
The only mess was the two pieces of clothing she had carelessly thrown on the sofa.
Those clothes must have been what she took off before her shower. Zhang Hao helped by taking them to the bathroom and throwing them into the washing machine.
As he turned around, He Qianhui came out with bowls and chopsticks. The corridor was cramped, and their bodies were almost pressed together.
He Qianhui bowed her head shyly while Zhang Hao showed his gentlemanly side by letting her go first.
As his gaze dropped, he noticed the enticing view at the neckline of her nightgown.
"Hao, I live here now. You mustn’t tell your cousin about this."
"I know, my lips are sealed. I said I was on duty tonight to get out. No one followed me on the way here, don’t worry."
The steamed bun had thin skin and generous filling. He Qianhui took a bite, and the juice started to burst out. Just as she angled her mouth to catch it, the juice dripped down the side of the bun.
The juice landed exactly on her chest, greasy and slick.
Zhang Hao reached out with a tissue to wipe it, not realizing what he was doing until after two swipes, but by then his hand was already there, and the atmosphere between them grew increasingly intimate.
He Qianhui was hungry!
Zhang Hao hadn’t eaten his fill either!
Clothes scattered on the floor, He Qianhui took out a large box of condoms from the drawer, tearing off the plastic wrap around it.
"Not too many, don’t delay your work tomorrow," He Qianhui said with concern.
Zhang Hao grabbed a handful from the box, around four or five, which should be enough!
Fresh from her shower, He Qianhui’s body smelled fragrant, and Zhang Hao couldn’t control himself. He lifted her silk nightgown upwards, and her delicate body shivered with a pale pink flush.
"Sister-in-law, you smell so good!"
With those words, he buried his face between her breasts, gnawing and biting at the two mounds of flesh, while He Qianhui found her breathing growing heavy in an instant.
"Hao, be gentle, your sister-in-law can’t take it!"
"Mmm... so comfortable... ah, ah, mmm... devour your sister-in-law’s two big buns!"
Zhang Hao devoured one side while kneading the other, pinching the pink nipples between his fingers.
Pinned beneath him, He Qianhui writhed like a water snake, twisting her body to meet Zhang Hao’s movements.
Reminded of the way her male colleagues at the company looked at her, He Qianhui felt herself grow wetter beneath.
When Zhang Hao touched her, his palm was instantly soaked.
"Sister-in-law, you’re so responsive today," he said.
He Qianhui was so immersed in pleasure that she hardly heard Zhang Hao, her entire being focused on the sensations.
Her body instinctively clung to Zhang Hao, feeling the searing warmth of this robust young man.
"Sister-in-law..."
"Hao, don’t call me sister-in-law anymore. From now on, call me Qianhui, Xiaohui."
The sudden change of nickname presented a bit of a challenge for Zhang Hao, but it wasn’t too hard.
"Qianhui, you’re a slutty Qianhui, aren’t you?"
Biting her lower lip, He Qianhui felt immensely satisfied, pushing Zhang Hao’s head toward her proudly ample breasts.
Zhang Hao moved from her chest downward, connecting the dots into lines with his soft yet assertive kisses, covering every inch of He Qianhui’s skin.
Even with just that, He Qianhui’s body had turned into a pliant mess, completely at Zhang Hao’s mercy without the slightest capability of resistance.
"Sister-in-law, how about we go outside to play?"
"Mmm, okay..."
In a daze, He Qianhui agreed, and Zhang Hao pulled her up and opened the door to emerge.
Once outside, He Qianhui sobered up a bit, realizing she was naked. There was still some reluctance in her heart.
But, she also wanted to add a thrill!
They made their way to the rooftop, and He Qianhui, seeing the lights on in the other buildings, worried that someone might see them misbehaving here.
Reaching the railing, He Qianhui leaned forward, her hands propping her up, pushing down her waist to raise her buttocks as high as possible.
With her buttocks raised, Zhang Hao knelt down, and even under the moonlight, the juices overflowing from her femininity were visible.
He licked her a couple of times with his tongue, and because they were outdoors, He Qianhui was worried that someone might come up.
Thus, her sensitivity was greatly heightened. Zhang Hao’s tongue had only licked the tender spot once, and He Qianhui’s heartbeat skipped a beat.
"Little ancestor, stop it, I can’t take it!"
He Qianhui pleaded non-stop, but Zhang Hao, contented, spread her buttocks with his hands, burying his face between them, his tongue lapping, his nose nudging.
"Sister-in-law, I wouldn’t do this for anyone else but you."
Enjoying everything, He Qianhui felt a bit unhappy when Zhang Hao still called her sister-in-law.
"Call me Xiaohui, Hao!"
Zhang Hao didn’t expect her to care so much about the nickname, but he obliged and addressed her again as she wished.
After he said it, He Qianhui’s body trembled and a surge of fluid escaped from her, drenching Zhang Hao’s face.
There’s an old saying, "A woman is made of water," and it couldn’t be more true.
He Qianhui felt uneasy having doused Zhang Hao’s face with her arousal, wanting to turn and clean him up, but found she couldn’t move.
Zhang Hao also stood up, steadying his ’weapon,’ ready for action.
He Qianhui, who had already climaxed once, had no idea what was to come next.
Her arousal was already trickling down her thighs—it was the perfect moment.
Maintaining the position with her buttocks raised high!
