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  Seeing the box of condoms caused Lin Nuan’s face to redden.

  It was still in the plastic bag from the pharmacy, so Lin Nuan knew that it was the box that she placed inside Fu Huai’an’s car with her own hands!

  Fu Huai’an also felt that it ruined the mood to pause in the middle, but he couldn’t keep letting Lin Nuan take medicine. They claimed to have little harm to the body, but Fu Huai’an refused to believe it at all.

  Fu Huai’an’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed at the sight of Lin Nuan’s unfocused and misty gaze. He lowered his head to kiss Lin Nuan’s lips as his hand unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off before he removed his pants.

  He restrained his movements as he lowered his body.

  …


  When Lin Nuan woke up, she was already lying on Fu Huai’an’s large bed in his embrace.

  Seeing Fu Huai’an’s sleeping face, her face burned.

  Her body felt sticky and sore, even slightly weak from not having eaten anything.

  The man’s stamina was so good it was unbelievable; he seemed to have held himself back previously, but the aggressiveness she had just experienced almost made Lin Nuan pass out—but at the same time, it pushed her towards extreme pleasure.

  That part of Lin Nuan’s lower body was still feeling the emptiness that followed the painful swelling.

  It was three in the morning.

  Lin Nuan wanted to get up without disturbing Fu Huai’an’s sleep, but once she shifted slightly, he opened his eyes.

  They looked at each other, and Lin Nuan looked away first, saying with an unsurprisingly hoarse voice, “I want to…”


  The words “wash up” got stuck in Lin Nuan’s throat once she heard her own hoarse voice. She thought of how much she screamed and begged, and her whole body turned red in embarrassment.

  Fu Huai’an stared with focus at Lin Nuan. Upon seeing how red her face was, he misunderstood and asked, “You want to continue?”


  His expression was normal, not mischievously teasing her or flirting with her, as though as soon as Lin Nuan nodded, he could immediately go for another round.

  Lin Nuan got a shock from Fu Huai’an’s words, and she pushed at his chest with both hands.

  “I want to go wash up,” Lin Nuan said hurriedly, trying to ignore her hoarse voice.

  Fu Huai’an pecked Lin Nuan’s kiss-swollen lips and rubbed it with his thumb, saying, “Go wash up and wear my clothes first. I’ll go take a quick shower in the guest room and see what there is in the fridge. Come downstairs once you’re done, you should eat something before you sleep.”


  Lin Nuan nodded her head and replied, “En…”


  After she left Fu Huai’an’s embrace and watched him walk out of the room, Lin Nuan moved her sore legs to get off the bed.

  The moment Lin Nuan’s feet touched the carpet on the floor, her legs gave way, and she fell back down onto the big bed as though she had lost all her strength.

  After resting for a short while, Lin Nuan walked feebly towards the wardrobe to get one of Fu Huai’an’s blouses before entering the bathroom.

  Turning on the shower, she leaned against the wall and washed off the stickiness on her body. Soon, she could no longer support herself, so she just put on Fu Huai’an’s blouse without drying her body.

  The hot steam in the bathroom made Lin Nuan further feel a lack of oxygen in the air, so she sat down at the edge of the bed for a while to slowly recover. She then realized that previously Fu Huai’an had probably been holding back because he was considerate of her being a virgin.

  Upon that realization, Lin Nuan’s face turned unusually red as she stood up to leave the room and walk down the stairs slowly, holding onto the railings.

  Fu Huai’an had showered quickly and changed into fresh clothes. He stood in front of the stove, a cigarette between his lips as he lifted the noodles and placed them into the bowl with practiced moves.

  Through the steam rising from the pot, Fu Huai’an saw that Lin Nuan was wearing nothing but his blouse, which fell to her thighs and revealed her long white legs. His gaze darkened at the sight.

  Fu Huai’an moved the cigarette away and tapped it against the ashtray placed on top of the counter, before turning to Lin Nuan and saying, “The noodles are ready…”