Chapter 178: Chapter 176: Feeling Good?
"What, how was I before? Tell me, because I really can’t remember?"
At this critical moment, He Qianhui knew that whatever Zhang Hao said, he was doing it on purpose.
"Hao, how did you become so naughty, forcing me to say such embarrassing words?"
The pace of the thrusting was already slow, but it became even slower because Qianhui refused to say those words. The intervals felt as long as a century!
To soothe the itch, Qianhui placed her hand on her clit and frantically rubbed, trying to find relief in this way.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao quickly grabbed her hand to stop her from moving!
"Ah ah ah, let go of my hand, it’s so itchy!"
The louder Qianhui begged for mercy, the less Zhang Hao was willing to let go of her hand, his movements remaining as slow as an old ox pulling a cart.
Such a slow rhythm was not enough to satisfy Qianhui’s needs. To get a deeper penetration, she began bucking her hips upwards relentlessly.
The pink flesh between her legs was drool-worthy, with Zhang Hao’s manhood sliding in and out, speeding up slightly, causing a bit of her inner pinkness to peek out with each thrust.
"Tighten up a bit!"
Thinking Zhang Hao was about to speed up, Qianhui unconsciously tightened her muscles there.
But even after tightening her muscles, Zhang Hao’s pace didn’t increase significantly; it remained the same.
This made Qianhui feel quite unsatisfied—it wasn’t fair for him to enjoy all the pleasure while leaving her hanging.
"Hao, can you go faster? It’s unbearably itchy inside now."
Zhang Hao was constantly observing Qianhui’s state, as if he enjoyed seeing her yearning yet unfulfilled.
"Since it’s so itchy, what do you want me to do, go faster?"
Qianhui nodded furiously, "Yes, faster, harder, pound me ruthlessly."
"Pound you with what? You have to say it all."
Faced with Zhang Hao’s difficulties, Qianhui didn’t care anymore; as long as he liked it, she was willing to do anything.
"Pound me ruthlessly with your cock, do you hear me?"
Hearing the words he wanted to hear, Zhang Hao’s pace shot up in an instant, each thrust reaching her deepest part.
The long-awaited pleasure finally arrived, and Qianhui’s hands were freed, ceaselessly kneading her soft breasts.
After ten minutes of relentless pounding, Qianhui’s body trembled and she let out an exhausted cry, then everything quieted down to heavy panting.
"Satisfied?"
Qianhui nodded her head, but her body barely moved.
However, Zhang Hao’s lower body kept moving forcefully until he let out a low growl and pulled his member out from her warm, wet cave.
"Come on, open your mouth!"
Qianhui lifted her head and opened her mouth wide, ready to catch the essence that was about to spurt out.
Zhang Hao moved in front of Qianhui, continuing to stroke his shaft.
Aiming at her mouth, he shot his milky fluid onto her face.
Qianhui greedily opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop of his essence.
Both of them found their release one after the other, and Zhang Hao also let out a sigh of relief.
"A lot?"
"Yes, my mouth is overflowing."
Under Zhang Hao’s gaze, Qianhui swallowed down the contents of her mouth with a gulp.
"Having worked for so long, did you deliberately seduce any male colleagues? That night I moved in, I even ran into the neighbor living next door."
Gradually returning to normal, Qianhui couldn’t help but think of the single man living next door.
Fingers unconsciously tapped on Zhang Hao’s chest.
"If you decide to live here from now on, stay away from that man—he’s no good."
"What do you mean, does he have designs on you?" Zhang Hao asked.
"It’s not that he has ideas about me, but the few times we did interact, he kept asking whether I was living here alone."
"He wondered why he hadn’t seen my husband coming over for such a long time and even inquired whether I had children."
"He said at my age, I should have been married for at least two or three years, so I ought to have a child by now."
"But now that you’re here, I don’t have to worry about him prying."
Zhang Hao smiled faintly, as if it were nothing, "Since he’s so curious, why don’t we actually have a child together?"
As he spoke, Zhang Hao placed his hand on He Qianhui’s stomach, which was so flat that there wasn’t a hint of excess fat.
It was hard to imagine what it would look like one day if her belly became round.
"Maybe this time it will really happen."
Zhang Hao exclaimed and sat up from the bed.
"If that’s the case, then I really have to work hard, otherwise we won’t even be able to afford baby formula when the time comes."
He Qianhui pursed her lips and smiled, "We could breastfeed, that would save a lot of money, and besides, I secured a deal on this trip."
"I’ll earn a commission of at least ten to twenty thousand. So, our life together will only get better from now on, you don’t need to worry."
Zhang Hao placed his hand on that round softness.
"That won’t do, we can’t let the child feed there—you can’t starve me," Zhang Hao joked.
"If I can’t starve you, then it’s our child that will have to go hungry," He Qianhui played along.
"Once the new hospital relocation is done, I might get promoted with a raise. When I get my first month’s paycheck, I’ll take you out for a nice meal."
When he had first started working at this hospital, the salary was far from what the city hospital offered.
But it was because of his arrival that the hospital had gained its good reputation.
The management might even give him a substantial red packet as a token of appreciation.
"Tomorrow after work I’ll buy some daily necessities; I only purchased things for myself since I was living alone."
Zhang Hao nodded and held He Qianhui in his arms, imagining their future happy life.
The following morning, He Qianhui got up early to go to work, knowing Zhang Hao didn’t have to.
So she was very quiet, and when she left, Zhang Hao was still fast asleep.
Although she couldn’t be with him all day, just thinking that she would come home to Zhang Hao after work from now on made her heart incredibly happy, and today she even dressed nicely to match her mood.
When Zhang Hao woke up, it was almost noon. Looking at the empty half of the bed, he couldn’t help but send He Qianhui a message.
He reminded her to balance work and rest, not to work too hard for her boss, because her health was her own.
To make his words sound more credible, he added, "I am a doctor!"
When He Qianhui received Zhang Hao’s message, she was about to head downstairs to the fast-food restaurant to take away a meal.
She walked out while replying to Zhang Hao’s message.
"I know, today I plan to have a chicken leg meal with seaweed soup. Remember to eat too when you’re home alone."
"There’s not much left in the fridge; if you have time you could go buy some food, and I’ll cook for you when I return."
At this moment, their interaction was truly like that of a couple in love.
Zhang Hao decided to grab something to eat outside and also buy some groceries.
As he reached the ground floor, he saw a familiar figure.
