Lu Tuo was sleeping, and upon hearing the noise, he ruffled his hair, propped himself up, and grabbed his watch from the cabinet. “It’s six… I’ve slept for three hours?” He leaned over to kiss Dong Qin, “Didn’t I ask you to wake me at five?” Dong Qin closed her eyes and murmured, “You were sleeping so soundly, anyone with a conscience wouldn’t want to wake you.” Lu Tuo chuckled softly, holding her bare shoulders, turning her body around, and licked her breast. “Just how insatiable are you? Can’t I satisfy you? It’s quite embarrassing for a man’s stamina to run out first.” He caressed her waist, nibbling at the back of her neck, leaving numerous red marks. Dong Qin sighed, grabbing his hand and shaking her head, “No, I can’t take it anymore. I’m sore all over; let me go for now.” Lu Tuo let out a “Ha,” suddenly flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, “Hearing such words from Zuo Dong Qin, playing hard to get, eh…” His fingers explored downwards, quickly finding the moist garden, and with a slight push, Dong Qin couldn’t help but frown and cry out in pain. He withdrew his fingers, and there was a faint trace of blood. “You really can’t go on, huh.” He laughed, embracing and kissing her fiercely, “Finally, I’ve regained some dignity.”
Dong Qin felt like her entire body was falling apart, especially between her legs, as if scorched by fire, throbbing with pain. Had they been too indulgent these three days? It was too wild.
Suddenly, Lu Tuo lifted her up. Dong Qin leaned back, nearly falling, and hurriedly hooked her arms around his neck. “What are you doing?” she asked lazily, her head resting powerlessly on his shoulder. “We’re going to take a bath, get dressed up to meet guests,” he said, opening the bathroom door. They settled into the bathtub, and hot water cascaded over them, filling the room with steam. Dong Qin leaned against him, allowing him to wash her body, feeling warm all over, her eyes almost closing.
