For One Night with New Boss - Chapter 12
After getting along for a while, Yang Qingqiao realizes that Zheng Yan is much different from the cool impression he initially gave him, and is no longer so indifferent and unapproachable.
Normally, he doesn’t talk much, but when he goes to bed, the cool CEO turns into a womanizer, his language is extremely provocative, and sometimes even crude and vulgar. People really can’t look at each other, especially men, it’s true that no matter how well-dressed they are on the surface, 99% of them are beasts of burden in their bones.
But afterward, Zheng Yan will be extremely gentle and pamper him, take good care of him, will help him take a bath and massage, feed him food, and sleep with his arms around him.
In addition, he often sends him gifts, watches, leather goods, leather shoes, ties, etc., all of which are worth a lot of money and high-class brand-name products. Yang Qingqiao pushed back several times, because it would give him the illusion of an exchange price, which he didn’t like, but Zheng Yan was about to shove it down his throat, not allowing him to refuse.
I remember one time, he refused to accept a diamond Sapphire white gold tie clip, Zheng Yan even threw it directly into the trash can in front of him, saying, this is to give you, you do not want it, it has no value of existence.
Yang Qingqiao was dumbfounded again and hurriedly fished it out, wondering in his heart, was he always this nice to his bed partner? Or does he make him particularly satisfied? Or, there are other reasons ……
“What’s on your mind, you’re staring at me again.” Jung-hik slapped his bare ass.
“You ……” took a deep breath, gathered 10,000 points of courage, swallowed and asked, “hi …… like me?”
“Like, because your body is really kinky.” The blunt answer was not a contemptuous or malicious verbal insult, but a joyfully satisfied admiration.
The answer was like, but obviously not the kind of like that Yang Qingqiao expected.
Zheng Yan’s words made him feel very embarrassed, and with a sense of shame and self-loathing, he mumbled and pleaded, “Please don’t say that, okay?”
“Why don’t you say, I’m praising you, your skin is as delicate as a woman’s and your nipples are more sensitive than a woman’s.” While saying that, he was furtive.
“Don’t compare me to women!” I couldn’t hold back my slight indignation.
“A woman can’t compare with you, you are here ……” The president’s evil fingers crawled towards his posterior, blew a breath towards his ear, and said in a sexy voice that tempted crime, “It’s tighter and warmer than a woman ……”
“No …… don’t ……” Yang Qingqiao’s body couldn’t help but tremble, and her earlobes began to burn again.
“I love to see you blush, it’s so cute, and I love to see you even more when I’m doing it to you, sluttier than any woman in the world.”
“Don’t say it. I’m not a woman. …… Uh-huh. ……”
“A little shyer, a little sluttier …… for me …… just for me ……”
Almost every time, the renewed arousal burned Yang Qingqiao into a state of ecstasy and madness.
Zheng Yan’s low murmur was like a spell, planting a seed of desire in his body, planting a sultry red flower of licentiousness, endlessly quivering with fragrance.
In Paradise Lost by Junichi Watanabe, the female protagonist, Rinko, describes the orgasm she experienced this way: “I felt like the blood in my body was flowing backwards, it was practically gushing out ……”
Suddenly he could relate to what she was feeling, an inexplicable panic that drained her blood in the midst of the exhilarating pleasure of being lost in thought, of not knowing what to do in the aftermath of her orgasm.
Rinko and her affair lover are in love with each other, bitterly in love, madly in love, until they finally agree to die together, firmly embracing and bonding as they walk together to the end of their lust and their lives.
Perverse sexual pleasures, desperate obsessions, make them choose to destroy each other in extreme pleasure.
However, Yang Qingqiao and Zheng Yan did not have that kind of reciprocal emotions, they never talk about love, not to mention love, caught is to do, hard to do, desperately do, make every effort to do, fortunately, the two are still young and strong with the money, otherwise I am afraid of not over-indulgence, sepsis and kidney loss.
This adult game, which exceeds the limitations, is a secret they can’t talk about. In front of people, it’s just like how it used to be, but behind the scenes, it’s just a messy mess.
Morals and desires pull at contradictions, pain and pleasure cowardice.
Yang Qingqiao is not without his struggles.
Zheng Yan was not without confusion.
They all chose to deliberately ignore it and delude themselves about the status quo.
They both understood in their hearts that no matter who it was, once a certain taboo line was crossed, the fragile balance between the two would likely collapse in an instant.
The physical relationship gradually turns into a kind of adhesion, an unexplained and unclear mess.
If this continues, what will become of me? Yang Qingqiao often asked himself this question, especially after each too sweet sex, a bitter and sour taste will always seep out from the bottom of the heart of a certain corner, the feeling of anxiety in the heart is more and more intense.
The days were stuck in the mud, and in a flash, half a year had passed.
One day, Jung Yen needed to go abroad personally to talk to the Manufacturers’ Association about signing a contract.
A week before leaving the country on Friday, the big wild wolf rightly pulled the little sheep to the hotel room, enjoy a big meal, the portion of the period abroad at a time first eat and drink enough.
The next morning, Yang Qingqiao was half dead tired, but still tried to get up to see Zheng Yan off. Maybe he didn’t have to go all the way to the airport, but out of courtesy, he had to go to his room.
“There’s no need to send me off, sleep a little more.” Zheng Yan pressed him back into bed and lay down, gathering the quilt. “The room is booked for two days, there’s no need to get up in a hurry, call room service if you’re hungry, put it on my tab.”
“Good.” Yang Qingqiao happily replied, happy to relax. The whole night had been turned upside down and tossed around so much that his bones were about to fall apart.
“Gone.”
“Uh, bye.”
Although Zheng Yan stood up, he still stood beside the bed, quietly looking down at him.
“Anything else?”
Reaching out to touch his tired face, she smiled slightly and softly said, “Be good, oh.”
“Oh.” Mumble answered.
Finally, he leaned down and kissed him on the forehead before turning away.
Yang Qingqiao lying on the bed to see him off, felt that he was a little strange, as if a little reluctant to part …… Hey, how can it be, it must be that I see the wrong.
Close your eyes and take a nap, lying there until noon before you barely wake up.
Zheng Yan has left, and I heard that it will take at least half a month for him to come back. Yang Qingqiao lazily relied on the bed and thought to himself, in this case, he has half a month’s freedom.
To be honest, Zheng Yan did not use any form or language to tie him up, just every now and then with the cell phone SMS call him to open the room, he never refused, and even for this reason pushed many times colleagues and friends of the invitation.
As it turns out, it was he who bound himself.
It was time to calm down and think carefully. Yang Qingqiao told himself to take advantage of Zheng Yan’s absence to consider and decide what to do in the future.
Can’t let himself indulge in sex so much anymore, because, if he continues to fall in such a lewd and shameless way, sooner or later he will …… he will ……
He’s gonna die of old age before he gets old.
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