Chapter 257 - 257 The Jade-Like Young Master
257 The Jade-Like Young Master
Chen Wei’er let out a cry as she was suddenly restrained by He Xun. She complained, “What are you doing!”
She could clearly feel He Xun’s hot and heavy breath beside her ear. Chen Wei’er was so shocked that she tried to twist her body, trying to move this meaty, human-shaped cushion away.
However, Chen Wei’er didn’t expect that her movement would be like a gust of wind—completely intensifying flames!
He Xun reached his hand in and began to explore Chen Wei’er at will.
“Oh! You—” Chen Wei’er’s mouth was blocked by He Xun. In the next second, her body turned pliant.
Her half-pushing and half-twisting movements became the best atmosphere booster.
Very quickly, He Xun had taken off all his wife’s clothes.
This dog-like man was getting more and more skilled at taking off her clothes. Chen Wei’er wanted to wail.
“Are you crazy? You’ve already asked for it a few times this morning! One more time?! Are you a relentless machine?” Chen Wei’er really wanted to sob.
Every time she moved, her thighs would be sore. When Chen Wei’er got out of bed in the morning, she almost fell flat on the ground. She didn’t think she still had legs with how weak they became.
At this moment, He Xun was still hitting the wall with all his might.
“Wifey, I just remembered. Did you give me some kind of drug? Why can’t I control myself when I see you? Who do you think is to blame? Let’s do it again later!” He Xun smiled charmingly as he looked down at his swaying wife. He was both physically and mentally satisfied.
This was his woman! From top to bottom, from inside to outside, Chen Wei’er was all his.
“Of course, it’s your fault! You’re the one suffering from a brain problem!!! Why are you blaming me?” Chen Wei’er almost couldn’t complete her words, but she still gritted her teeth and absolutely refused to admit that this matter had anything to do with her. She clearly didn’t do anything.
He Xun was the one who started it!
“But you’re also very happy, my wife!” He Xun wanted to touch Chen Wei’er’s face with his dripping fingers.
Chen Wei’er quickly dodged, “It’s so dirty…. Don’t!”
“Are you complaining about yourself?” He Xun smiled like a child and pinched his wife’s face.
Chen Wei’er wanted to complain, but He Xun wanted to wipe it.
Chen Wei’er was so angry that she wanted to curse, but He Xun suddenly sped up.
For a moment, all the curses were stuck in her throat, and Chen Wei’er blurted out a few out-of-tune yells.
“Look, you’re clearly overjoyed.” He Xun bent down and kissed his wife’s face. His voice was hoarse, but it had an inexplicable charm.
He Xun then said, “I can always make you happy. Both your body and heart!”
This one-sided suppression war finally ended with Chen Wei’er crying and begging for mercy.
Of course, it still went according to He Xun’s wishes and only finished after two rounds.
He Xun was not in a hurry to leave. He kissed his wife on the cheek as if comforting her.
“Do you want me to wait a little longer and stay?”
“You bastard! Get out!” Chen Wei’er didn’t buy it. She grabbed the pillow and was about to throw it at her husband’s face.
“Alright, I’ll get lost now. You should rest. Otherwise, it would be hard to move later.” He Xun was satisfied and was very tolerant of his wife’s little temper. He slowly retreated, but he lowered his head and took a look.
“You’ll shower after you wake up? Alright?”
“Ah!” Chen Wei’er’s face also reddened, but she still agreed because she originally planned the same.
They didn’t use any protection and really wanted to conceive.
While He Xun turned around to take a shower, Chen Wei’er raised her waist and placed a pillow under. This was the method that Chen Anhe had told her last time.
Because Chen Wei’er was too tired last night, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already past three in the afternoon.
The pillow that Chen Wei’er had originally placed under her waist had been taken away by He Xun, and there was even a blanket on her body.
Chen Wei’er slowly walked into the bathroom. After washing herself, she skillfully opened the wardrobe in He Xun’s lounge. There were many dresses inside.
He Xun had informed Chen Wei’er the last time she came. Chen Wei’er blushed at the thought of what the clothes were for.
‘He Xun, this bastard!’
After changing her clothes, Chen Wei’er came out.
He Xun wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked gentle and refined.
With this noble young master’s demeanor, how could he be like a wolf in bed?
He Xun noticed Chen Wei’er’s footsteps and took off his glasses. He asked her with a smile, “You’re awake? Did you rest well?”
“Yes. Why don’t you usually wear glasses?” Chen Wei’er nodded. Her voice was much more delicate than it was in the morning.
“I don’t have severe myopia, so I only wear it once in a while.”
How could He Xun have such a vision?
Could this be due to He Xun’s oldest brother, He Zui, who always paid attention in protecting He Xun’s eyes?
When He Xun was young, He Zui would hit his hand whenever his eyes were too close to his homework or reading books. As time passed, He Xun developed a conditioned reflex and automatically kept an appropriate distance from books.