Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Shen Luo’an looked as if he was a little sad as he made his way forward. Winding around the huge king-sized bed, he reached out with his hand that was reeking with the scent of disinfectant. He pulled the woman huddling in the corner over.

  Shen Manting bit her bottom lip and didn’t say a word or make a sound. She closed her eyes as if she was resigned to her fate.

  “I was wondering why you dressed in this manner and came to an empty room,” Shen Luo’an said. “So, it turns out that this is Ou Ming’s room.”


  He held her arm in a vice-grip with one hand and slid his other hand down slowly from her face. As his fingertip trailed her cheek to her neck, and made their way to her proud white peaks, lust began to appear on his face. At the same time, the air ominously thickened.

  All that Shen Manting was wearing was a long white silk negligee. Although the room was very dark, the image in front was not covered by the darkness.

  How beautiful.

  Shen Luo’an had never seen Shen Manting dressed like that.

  But, Shen Manting had not dressed herself up today for his benefit. It wasn’t him whom she was offering herself up to.

  “The man’s already married. Why are you still bothering to seduce him? If you have that much time, you should be thinking about how to make me happy.” With the remark, he rested his hand on top of her breasts.

  The sizzling heat passed through the thin and flimsy material of Shen Manting’s camisole. Her body reacted involuntarily and shamelessly to it. In front of him, and under his palm, the nub on her mound stiffened.

  Shen Luo’an was extremely pleased with her reaction and forced his body on top of hers. In a husky voice, he said slowly, “This way…… Your days might be more bearable for you.”


  Shen Manting’s breathing became erratic. She struggled and shut her eyes. Laughter escaped her lips. “Aren’t you married too? Why are you even pretending? Doesn’t this feed your sexual appetite? It’s a pity Ou Ming isn’t here. If he were, wouldn’t it excite you even more if the both of you were able to toy with me together?”


  The moment Shen Manting said that, she felt the pressure of the weight on top of her increase.

  The camisole that was loosely covering her body was suddenly ripped apart by Shen Luo’an’s huge hands. “So, I see you like to be taken by two at a time. What a shame. I don’t like having others touch my things. The same applies even if I no longer want it!

  Divesting himself of his clothing quickly, Shen Luo’an aggressively forced her thighs apart. In a voice so low it almost couldn’t be heard, he fiercely said, “Did you think that if you succeeded in seducing Ou Ming, I’d let you off? Hm?”


  He rammed inside her. Shen Manting gave off a howl of pain as tears welled in her eyes.

  Shen Luo’an covered her mouth with his. As he brutally banged her, he said between clenched teeth, “Over your dead body! You can forget about escaping for the rest of your life!”


  Shen Manting’s mouth was held captive as Shen Luo’an’s lips crushed against hers. Tears streamed down her face. Her body moved in tandem with Shen Luo’an’s.

  She should clearly have felt pain, and she should clearly have resisted. As he audaciously and skillfully played with her body, she felt shamelessly happy.

  A woman’s groans of restraint and a man’s uncontrolled grunts mingled together and reverberated in the room. Only after some time did everything calm down.

  Shen Manting was still trapped beneath him, but her mouth had been released. She laughed sarcastically, “You hate it when others touch what’s yours. What about your wife? Have you even touched her before?”


  Shen Luo’an body was still languid. When he heard that, he raised himself a little to look at her and asked, “What do you mean by that?”


  “Ye Youyou has another man,” Shen Manting said. “Did you know that?”