Rich Contract: Kiss Goodbye, Paranoid

Xia Mochen endured it for another 5 minutes, but his body still didn't seem to be calm, but instead became more and more excited. There was like a fire in his body, which kept burning his nerves, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.Xia Mochen was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. He did this by himself, who is to blame?

If you blame the woman around you, if you blame her... Isn't it equivalent to admitting that he is attracted to her?If the heart is not moving, how can the body react?But she is his wife, so he doesn't care about her, right?No, she hasn't completely fallen in love with him and is not fascinated by him, how can he fall in love with her first?
No, he can't lose to this woman.

But if she were to know his current situation, she would definitely expose him directly, believing that he was attracted to her, and then she would ride directly on his head without putting her nose on her face?No, no, no, absolutely not...

After struggling in his head for a long time, Xia Mochen put his hand behind his back, and suddenly pinched An Xueying's arm.

An Xueying jumped up from the bed all of a sudden: "Hey, why did you pinch me?"

"...Illusion, I'm not so free."

"Hey, why are you talking nonsense with your eyes wide open? Look, you've been pinched red! How dare you deny the evidence?"

"...I just wanted to make sure you were asleep."

An Xueying frowned, and asked inexplicably: "Then you won't ask directly? Why do you have to pinch me?"

"……More convenient."

"...But you pinched me very much."

"Then you pinch it back too?" Xia Mochen raised his hand to her.

"...I'm not as boring as you. Then what do you call me?"

"Ahem, help me up first."

An Xueying sighed, and even though she obediently went to help him right away, she still couldn't help but secretly slander: You usually wake up by yourself, why do you have to call me at this time?Americans shoot guns - send foreign arrows (bad)?
After helping him up and helping him find a comfortable position to sit against the head of the bed, she asked again, "Can we talk now?"

"After thinking about it carefully, I must do what I should do at night. I originally wanted to test you tonight, but it turns out that you really have no intention of taking the initiative at all. It is really disappointing."

"You didn't say it, so I naturally assumed that you didn't want to tonight. This kind of thing...I, how could I take the initiative?"

"Why can't you take the initiative? Are you still afraid that I will reject you?"

"..." An Xueying really didn't know how to reason with this man on such a matter, so she simply bypassed the steps of reasoning and cut to the point, "Then do you mean to come now?"

"If you can quickly grasp the key points, you have made great progress."

"..." An Xueying couldn't help frowning and sighing, she lifted the quilt and moved closer to Xia Mochen.

"Why are you frowning and sighing? Does this matter make you feel wronged?"

"Wait, if you're here...what if you get the bed dirty?"

"...a new one tomorrow."

"No, no, you just changed it today, and you will change it tomorrow. How should you explain it if someone else asks?"

"...Is there anything difficult to explain? We are all adults. Does this kind of thing need to be explained?"

"Could it be... Don't you feel that you are such a face-saving person, you can't hold your face? Wait, I'll get a towel. No, the towel is not big enough, let's get a bath towel..."

"..."

But after thinking about it for a while, Xia Mochen also felt that her worry was not unreasonable. If someone found out about this and asked about it, he would indeed feel uncomfortable.It seemed that this woman was still thinking of him.

An Xueying really went to the bathroom to get a bath towel, and put it under Xia Mochen's body. This way, it should be "safer".

"Okay, now..." An Xueying noticed that Xia Mochen's body had already set up a "small tent"...

The silk pajamas are very loose, it doesn't look so obvious, but it's not completely invisible, because there is a big difference between having a "tent" and not having a "tent".

She suddenly turned her face away in embarrassment: "You...how did you already..."

"Why, do you have a problem?" Facing her shy look, he became confident instead.

"That... when did it happen?" She asked curiously but cautiously.

"...Can you control it? This is just a normal physiological-physiological-reaction. What's the fuss?"

"But... But, there is always an 'incentive', right?"

"Incentives?"

"Yeah, for example... Who are you thinking about..."

"I was thinking who told you why?"

"...Okay, you don't need to say anything." An Xueying's face turned cold instantly, and her throbbing heart also instantly cooled down.There was no shyness on her face, only cold and angry.She spread his legs apart, pulled his pants down a bit, and started without warning.

Her series of actions are not rude, but they are not as gentle and cautious as before,

Xia Mochen suddenly realized that he had said something wrong just now.What he said just now seemed to be directly saying that the person he was thinking of was Xi Meiying...

The fire in his body suddenly cooled down, but as soon as her hand touched his body, a more vigorous fire was introduced into his body, making him unable to control himself and unable to extricate himself.

But at this moment, his mood was different from before, full of anger, contradiction, and irritability... He shouldn't have said that just now, and he didn't intend to provoke her on purpose, but he couldn't bear to apologize and explain to her.How can you enjoy yourself in this state?

Besides, the hearts of two people are not in the same place at all, so what's the point of doing such a thing?
But he didn't want her to stop.

Seeing her obviously irritated and disgusted but desperately persevering, his heart was filled with a thousand times of irritability and anger.

After 5 minutes, she finally couldn't help pausing: "...Why isn't it over yet? My hands are sore."

"Hmph, it's not because someone's skills are too poor. Have you really studied hard? There's no progress at all."

An Xueying didn't say anything, she kept her head buried and continued, as if she was angry with Xia Mochen and herself.

But Xia Mochen himself said before that this kind of thing should be built on the basis of feelings, and it needs to be fully concentrated and devoted, but now he is not paying attention, and she is just purely to complete the "task". She was angry, and he was also angry. The nature of the matter had completely changed.

After all, if the mood is not right, it is impossible to enjoy it.

Another 5 minutes passed, An Xueying couldn't help but rubbed her sore wrist.

However, Xia Mochen said deliberately provocatively: "Why, are you giving up?"

"I think you're trying to embarrass me on purpose?" An Xueying said angrily, but there was still a word hidden in her heart that she didn't say outright: I'm not the person you think about, how could I do well?

There was silence between the two of them for a while, then Xia Mochen suddenly said, "Do you want to end early?"

"...Don't you want to?" But she was actually very puzzled. The first two times, one for 3 minutes and one for 5 minutes, can't be said to be rich in experience?Why this time... It's been 10 minutes and he hasn't...

He suddenly pulled her into his arms, and sealed her mouth before she could speak.

"Hmm..." An Xueying struggled a little, but in fact she didn't resist much. The main reason was... her posture was uncomfortable.

Taking advantage of his breath, he gave her a word-by-word order: "Hand."

She quickly understood what he meant. Although she was surprised, she didn't repel it too much: "But... I can't see..."

"It's okay." His lips pressed again.

She was still angry, angry, and angry, but her brain was completely messed up, and she didn't have time to think about what this man was thinking at this moment.

His arms that restrained her waist suddenly tightened, making her almost suffocate, and the tightly fitting bodies of the two were almost embedded together, her mind went blank...

For some reason, the fragments that once happened in the dormitory suddenly popped into my mind.

"Hey, have you ever had 'negative distance contact' with a man?" Such topics are usually brought up by Wu Lingxi.

"What is 'negative distance contact'?"

"Hey, An'an, why are you pretending to be pure? How old are you, don't you understand this kind of thing?"

"I... I really don't understand..."

"Xixi, just looking at Xiaoan, you can tell that she is a pure girl who has never even had 'close contact' with a man, so don't make things difficult for her."

"Hmph, letting a man enter your body, isn't it 'negative distance contact'?"

……

"Negative distance contact" probably doesn't count, but why should it be considered "zero distance contact"?
The feeling of being hugged tightly by him like this is not bad, even... However, she felt a strange sense of security with a blank mind, which made her even want to cling to him like this and can't get up...

When her reason returned to her brain, she immediately supported her body and got up. He didn't dirty the sheets or bath towels, but made a mess of their pajamas.

She could only change out of his pajamas and pajamas, and changed into pajamas herself.

"...Are you still awake at this late hour? What else are you going to do?"

"I washed these two pajamas."

"...Leave that kind of thing to the servant."

"It's not good if someone finds out, besides, it's just a few pajamas, it won't take much time and effort. Go to sleep first."

She washed those two pajamas directly in the bathroom, but there was a voice in her head that kept reminding her: that man clearly has another woman in his mind, but he wants you to vent it for him, right? To her, you are just a "tool man", a sad "tool man"...

Coming out of the bathroom, she looked at his back sleeping sideways by the night light, and suddenly, she had the urge to cry.But in the end, she gritted her teeth and swallowed the tears back into her stomach, and left his room quietly with bare feet.