Chapter 11

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Pei Jing let Ling Han drag him out in a hurry. The shopping mall was noisy, and his handsome face was full of smiles. He whispered into Ling Han’s ear, “Miss, where are we going?”

When his warm breaths hit her sensitive ears, her face started to flush uncontrollably. She couldn’t get rid of the burning desire in her heart.

“Going home.”

These two words made the smile on Pei Jing’s lips deepen. Half an hour later, as soon as the two of them entered the house, Ling Han was pushed against the door by Pei Jing.

“Miss…” he stared at Ling Han with a pair of blazing eyes and muttered. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers.

Ling Han raised her head and responded. She wrapped her arms behind his head. Not long after, Ling Han felt a large and thick meat stick pressing against her body. Pei Jing’s hand reached under her clothes, deftly unbuttoning her underwear.

“Mmm… ahh…” Ling Han raised her head and panted. Her eyes slightly narrowed and her gaze went blurry.

Pei Jing was obviously excited. He buried his head in Ling Han’s neck and emotionally said, “Miss, I love you…”

Ling Han did not respond. His other hand had already taken off her pants. His slender fingers pressed against her nether regions and kneaded them gently.

“Ah… gen-gently…”

Ling Han frowned slightly. She looked like she couldn’t take it anymore, and her body twisted uncontrollably. This made Pei Jing even more agitated. With a wave of his large palm, he directly took off Ling Han’s underwear.

One of Ling Han’s legs hung on Pei Jing’s arm. Her calf was slender and soft as if it had no bones.

At this moment, her entrance was already extremely moist.

“Quick, quick, put it in,” Ling Han frowned and urged.

Pei Jing let out a low laugh and obediently said, “Yes, my Queen.”

He quickly took off his pants and Pei Jing’s meat stick went straight into Ling Han’s moist entrance.

The pleasure of the surprise attack spread from Ling Han’s lower body to her four limbs like an electric current. Ling Han immediately raised her head and straightened her slender neck. She let out a satisfied moan, “Ahh…”

Her entrance was wide open, allowing Pei Jing to push deeper and deeper into her.

The pleasure overlapped with each other, like an electric current in Ling Han’s mind. She wrapped her arms around Pei Jing’s strong and skinny shoulders. Behind her was the main door, there was nowhere for her to hide.

Pei Jing easily carried Ling Han. As he moved, he brought her to the sofa and gently put her down. In a push-up position, he pressed down on her and penetrated her again.

“Mmm….ahh! F-faster…”

“Miss, do you like this?”

Pei Jing’s voice was indescribably sexy. He did not stop moving, and she could hear the smiles in his tone.

Ling Han looked at him with her silky eyes. She reached out a hand and hooked it around the back of his head. She raised her head and kissed him.

“Miss… I’ll give you everything you want…”

Pei Jing pressed on Ling Han’s shoulder. His tongue enraptured hers and he moved his lower body harder. A moan escaped from her lips and Ling Han closed her eyes, trembling.

The two of them didn’t care about anything else. They continued from the living room to the kitchen, the dining table… almost every part of the house was left with traces of their fluids. In the end, Ling Han no longer had any strength left and raised her hand to stop him.

Her body was still too weak.

Pei Jing helped her wash up and placed her on the soft bed. He turned around and went downstairs to clean up all the traces of their fluids in the living room. Then, he came back up and served her a cup of warm milk.