Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1207: The Story of Ling and Heng (470)

She was already so weak that she couldn’t even lift her arms and her whole body was soft.

He kissed her on the forehead and asked in a low and hoarse voice, “Did it hurt last night?”

“...”

“It shouldn’t hurt, but your throat may hurt.” The man’s heavy breath rang in her ears as if his voice were moist. “You don’t know how loud you cried and it was because of you that we didn’t sleep all night”

Feng Ling didn’t know how seductive she looked last night. Under his body, she trembled and panted, sometimes frowning, and sometimes letting out a long moan.

She closed her eyes and did not move, but her ears had turned red because of his words.

Seeing that she couldn’t sleep anymore, the man chuckled and whispered to her, “I stopped just now because you were crying too hard, but it doesn’t mean I’m really over with you.”

Hearing these words, Feng Ling suddenly opened her eyes and looked in fear at the man who hadn’t been satisfied yet, and when she tried to move away from him, he easily caught her into his arms and she couldn’t move anymore.

At the same time, Li Nanheng dragged her hand down. “My little brother is still hard. It’s all because of you!”

Feng Ling was pissed. After torturing her for a whole night, he was still not satisfied?! She grabbed the pillow to smash him. “You asshole! I want to sleep! If you don’t let me sleep, I’ll shoot you... Umm!”

The man put her hand on the hot, hard part and Feng Ling’s mouth had been gagged by his lips and she couldn’t even let out a single word.

“Sorry, I’ve endured it too long. How many years has it been?” The man continued to kiss her deeply and then went down. He seemed to be indulged in this long kiss.

Although Feng Ling was exhausted, she was turned on again by his hot kiss on her sensitive body, and the atmosphere in the room became ambiguous again.

Li Nanheng heard Feng Ling whisper a complaint hoarsely. “How many times will it take to satisfy you... It’s already dawn...”

Her voice was almost trembling, and her whole body shivered violently because of his action under the quilt, and shame overwhelmed her again.

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At twelve o’clock at noon, Li Nanheng’s cell phone kept ringing, and Li Nanheng frowned impatiently. Two seconds later, Feng Ling opened her eyes, sat up, and turned the phone to silent mode. Then she glanced at the caller ID and threw the phone back to the bed.

Feng Ling was wrapped by the soft and fluffy quilt, sleeping soundly.

She didn’t remember how many times they had sex last night. Li Nanheng glanced at the trash can not far away, in which there were several used condoms. This morning, he had two times more with Feng Ling and in the end, she almost fainted...

Li Nanheng leaned on the head of the bed and touched Feng Ling’s forehead.

He remembered that it was said that women were fragile creatures and they might even have a fever or faint after a passionate sex. He knew how hard he “tortured” her last night, so he was a little worried about her.

But her body temperature was not high, and he couldn’t help but remember that night on the snow mountain. That was her first time. Did she get sick the next morning at that time?

But she seemed not affected now and was sleeping soundly as if nothing could bother her even if the sky fell down.

Seeing her shoulders accidentally exposed from the quilt because she turned over in her dream, Li Nanheng tucked her into the quilt in case she got a cold.

Feng Ling instinctively hugged the quilt tightly in her sleep, her face rosy.

Before dawn, he took her into the bathroom and washed her body for her, but then they had sex two more times. He was afraid that he would be turned on by her again, so he didn’t wash her body for her. Fortunately, he used condoms and it was not too messy on the bed.

But to make sure Feng Ling could sleep comfortably, he gently put his hand into the quilt, touched her waist, and then moved his hand down. Her body was clean and her skin was smooth.

However, after touching her body for a while, he suddenly squeezed her slender waist, looked at her sleepy face, and kissed on the tip of her nose.

The phone rang again at this time, but it was only the internal landline by the hotel bed, not his cell phone.

Li Nanheng picked it up, and the hotel staff’s polite and respectful voice came from the phone. The hotel had made lunch, so they reminded them to eat lunch on time.

Li Nanheng ordered lunch on the phone and asked them to bring it over. He still remembered that Feng Ling wanted to eat hot pot and she didn’t eat much last night. Today he would take her to the most authentic hot pot restaurant in Los Angeles, so he didn’t order much food.

Half an hour later, the phone rang again, and the hotel staff had sent the lunch over.

Li Nanheng got up, put on his bathrobe, and went to open the door. The hotel staff delivered lunch very quickly, so the food was still hot.