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Chapter 39- Doesn’t Know What Is Contentment

Translated by: Jellylynn

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Names mentioned in this chapter (which can also be found in the glossary ):

-向以茉( Xiàng yǐ mò)- Xiang Yi Mo, the female lead

– 纪衡宇( jì héng yǔ)- Ji Heng Yu, the chairman of Ji Company and he suffers from gynophobia

When their lips touched, it was a moist sensation.

It was cold and soft. But very quickly, it became hot as their breaths intertwined with one another.

Ji Heng Yu rubbed against the moist red lips back and forth.

He lifted his arm, wrapped it around the girl’s soft waist and picked up the petite soft ball. The sofa sank as he sat on it and let the little girl sit facing him in his arms. Their bodies were extremely close to each other.

At the tip of his nose, it was filled with the fragrance of her body.

The fragrance seemed to flow and linger.

It was fragrant and ambiguous…

It was like an aphrodisiac fragrance he had no resistance to in this world, stimulating his desire to intensify.

The grip of his long fingers tightened and used a little force.

The crushing of their lips became more forceful.

The two lips pressed against each other. It was clearly warm, but Xiang Yi Mo felt it was cool enough to dissipate the heat. It was just that this coolness began to be increasingly unsatisfying to her.

Probably because the heat was so intense that it made her crave for more.

So, of her own accord, Xiang Yi Mo stuck out the tip of her red, sweet tongue and licked the thin, pale lips of the man.

She sucked gently; it was a silent invitation.

The colour of Ji Heng Yu’s eyes grew darker and darker, like ink that could not be melted. He let out a soft “tsk”. “You’re killing me.” In a smooth motion, he opened his lips and entwined the tip of his tongue with the tongue pressing against his lips.

He accepted the invitation, which was as luscious as it could be.

Sweet and creaminess spread through his mouth.

It had the taste of chocolate and the lingering scent of strawberries.

The man had no experience and just did it out of instinct. He rushed in and out of her mouth.

Gentleness, gentlemanliness and whatsoever were all tossed to the back of his head.

All he knew was that Mo Mo’s mouth was so fragrant, soft and sweet that he couldn’t stop tasting it as if he was addicted.

He kissed her somewhat fiercely in a way that he would love to extract all the sweetness out of her mouth greedily and have it for himself.

It was not gentle, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. On the contrary, the pleasure he gave her multiplied several times. The kiss was so passionate that it made her wetter and wetter down there.

In the depths of her body, an unbearable itch flared.

The hot tongue intertwined with her soft tongue, sucking and licking, making her body become soft.

The kiss became deeper and deeper, stirring up an ambiguous, clear sound of juices that echoed through the large office.

It was quite lewd and made one’s ears go numb. The tingling sensation spread out and hit the tailbone as if each movement evoked more desire deep inside one’s body.

Xiang Yi Mo became light-headed from the kiss, and her body grew weaker and weaker.

Like a succubus, her whole body went limp in Ji Heng Yu’s hot arms, helplessly receiving his deep kiss.

It was hot, long… as if a century had passed.

The man only intended to stop when her throat was dry, and the tip of her tongue was numb. He let go of her soft tongue and kissed the corner of her mouth before he was willing to part with it.

At the end of the kiss, Xiang Yi Mo’s cheeks were already as red as an apple, sweetly smelling of ripeness and allure.

This appearance made Ji Heng Yu’s throat tighten, and his eyes became darker and more frightening.

However, the young girl sitting on him didn’t seem to know the meaning of “contentment”. Her little bottom rubbed against the bulging suit trousers randomly twice.

“Ji… Heng Yu.” Xiang Yi Mo’s peach blossom eyes were misty and confused as she called his name affectionately.

It was so beguiling that the imprisoned rod in his trousers rose when they were kissing. It became harder when she called out to him.

This person was rubbing against it and calling his name, causing the man’s entire body to explode. The large arm on her waist tightened, wanting to nestle Xiang Yi Mo into himself and into his blood and bones.