Chapter 241: Chapter 238: Time to Change the Sheets Again
When the emptiest part of her body was filled, He Qianhui’s face was one of enjoyment, but she didn’t forget to wrap her arms around Zhang Hao’s back.
"Gentler, don’t be so rough."
This request caught Zhang Hao off guard and even seemed a bit strange to him.
"What, you want me to be gentler?"
He Qianhui hummed softly in affirmation, but her arms, which were wrapped around Zhang Hao, didn’t loosen at all.
They remained tightly clasped.
However, Zhang Hao’s intent wasn’t just to give He Qianhui pleasure.
Even if he could start off gently, as time went on, Zhang Hao’s movements became fierce.
He Qianhui could feel it too and held onto Zhang Hao even tighter.
"Yes, just like that, keep going."
"I told you, you definitely don’t like it too gentle. It has to be with some strength."
He Qianhui didn’t say much this time, allowing Zhang Hao to sweat profusely over her body.
Especially when she heard the occasional low grunt from his throat, it proved he was also feeling good.
"Hao, how come you’re so long, every time you hit my deepest spot!"
"Yeah, I aim for the deepest because that proves I love you."
Zhang Hao said as he thrust his hips, making every effort to fully sheath himself.
But He Qianhui remained as tight as ever, slippery and wet. If he didn’t push hard into her,
his member would eventually slip out from inside due to the slickness of their juices.
"You’re so wet, just today you weren’t satiated, and you’re already this sensitive."
He Qianhui, now with no time to think why, just focused on holding tightly to Zhang Hao’s body, not letting him rise.
"The more wet it is, the more comfortable you’ll find it, or would you rather it be dry?"
Zhang Hao chuckled and quickened his pace, the area where their bodies met continuously making squelching sounds.
He Qianhui’s eyes rolled upwards, her moderately full lips parted as if she were a fish jumping out of water, mouth agape.
Accompanied by Zhang Hao’s low growl, the floodgates opened, and the thick, sticky fluid filled her completely.
The shaft was almost completely flush against the walls of her tunnel, leaving no space for the ejected liquid to go.
With the slowing of his thrusts, bit by bit the liquid began to squeeze out, unknowingly trickling down to another forbidden entrance...
Pleasure is always fleeting, and Zhang Hao exerted himself a few more times on He Qianhui’s body before reluctantly pulling out.
"Xiaohui, we have to change the sheets again."
He Qianhui let her tensed legs relax, dangling off the bed edge, naked as the day she was born.
"Tomorrow noon, half the department will attend Nurse Lin’s wedding."
He Qianhui’s head still in a fog, didn’t forget to respond to Zhang Hao’s words.
"Should I dress up a bit prettier then, maybe let you show off a little?"
Zhang Hao, seeing a few strands of hair sticking to her face, tenderly helped her tidy them.
Her oval face, with delicate features, didn’t lose out to those stars on TV.
"Just dress normally; if you’re too pretty, I’m afraid those people will ask for your contact information."
He Qianhui giggled: "I’ve never seen you jealous. I definitely will dress up nicely tomorrow."
Seeing that she wanted to go against him, Zhang Hao pressed his hand on the soft part of her chest.
"So disobedient, I might get angry now."
At this critical moment, Zhang Hao was far from being upset, his laughter ringing like silver bells: "I won’t, definitely not!"
Before her words were finished, the laughter turned into coquettish defiance.
Zhang Hao’s fingertips didn’t forget to twist on her breast, a sensation that was both painful and itchy, unbearable for any woman.
Not to mention He Qianhui, whose body was so sensitive.
"Don’t... mmm... ah! Lighter, it’s going to break."
Zhang Hao’s hands didn’t stop, having shifted from the initial gentle twisting to a pulling and shaking motion.
The full, glistening, and rosy-fair flesh shook like a jelly pudding inverted.
Indeed, men, whether they held it in their arms or whether they were young and strong or advanced in years,
were always preoccupied with those couple ounces of flesh on a woman’s chest.
After a moment of tenderness in bed, Zhang Hao’s vigor had partly recovered, and he deftly dressed himself.
"What are you up to?" He Qianhui was still undressed and didn’t care.
"Didn’t we agree to go out to eat after we were done? Aren’t you hungry?"
He Qianhui’s eyes widened; if it weren’t for Zhang Hao’s reminder, she would have nearly forgotten.
She also climbed out of bed, not wanting to put the clothes she wore during the day back on, so she took a clean one from the wardrobe to change into.
Finding that this outfit was a bit see-through, He Qianhui pulled open a drawer and chose a skin-colored one from the dozens of bras.
Zhang Hao dressed simply, in a white T-shirt and a pair of men’s black shorts with an alphabet logo.
"Do you need to dress so formally just to eat at the door of our house?"
He Qianhui ignored him. If she really followed his wishes, she might as well go topless.
Zhang Hao’s hands and eyes were quick; from the drawer where the underwear was kept, he grabbed a transparent, cylindrical container.
"Use this; it’s hot outside today."
He Qianhui gave him a look and snatched the jar containing the nipple covers.
"You really are throwing me to the wolves. There are so many perverts on the streets these days; I don’t dare to use that."
But in the end, He Qianhui couldn’t withstand Zhang Hao’s relentless coaxing and persuasion.
She finally listened to him, didn’t put on a bra, and pasted two new nipple covers in key areas.
After putting on the semi-transparent top, He Qianhui felt even more like she was someone working at an entertainment venue.
She looked at herself in the mirror, turning from side to side: "Can I really go out like this?"
Zhang Hao placed his hands gently on her shoulders and said, "Of course you can. You’re still young; you need to show off your most beautiful figure."
"Otherwise, when you’re old and your breasts sag down to your belly button, even if you want to flaunt them, nobody may be willing to look."
He Qianhui felt more and more that Zhang Hao’s mouth was incapable of saying anything nice.
Whenever there was something unpleasant to say, he had to say it.
"From now on, I’m not taking your suggestions. I’ll wear whatever I want. This time I’ll fulfill your wish."
The two left the house, and it was indeed still so hot outside.
Although he knew He Qianhui was dressed provocatively, he still kept her protected on the inside, walking beside him.
At least not giving those with thieving hearts and guts any opportunity.
The two didn’t fuss about what to eat, found a barbecue place, and settled on a nearby table.
No sooner had they sat down than He Qianhui ordered a serving of grilled oysters and kidneys for Zhang Hao.
The implication of eating these was obvious.
He Qianhui smiled like a blooming flower, while Zhang Hao didn’t know what to order for her, so he opted for some spicy snacks instead.
Clams, razor shells, crawfish, piling up a full large plate. Thankfully, He Qianhui didn’t need to maintain any figure.
Occasionally indulging in a meal of heavy oil and spice wasn’t a concern; she wouldn’t have to worry about gaining weight the next day.
Just as they were about to eat, new customers arrived at the neighboring seat.
