【Seductive Girl】(4)

Chapter Four
The scene before him left Meng Yao speechless, both amused and exasperated.
"Yay, you're back!" An Qi exclaimed excitedly, standing up with crumbs of biscuits still clinging to her lips. "You're really going too far! You
only came back today. I was planning to go to the bar to meet someone later!"
He had dragged out her three-day deadline as long as possible, only returning on the third day.
"What were you doing?" He pointed at the television. Don't tell him, she usually entertained herself by watching porn!
"Huh?" She turned her bright eyes in confusion, finally understanding his meaning. "It's porn!"
He scoffed, turning off the arousing screen and sitting on the sofa next to her. "Of course I know
it's porn. How did you get something like that?
" "Yanming lent it to me… um!" She realized she had mentioned someone she shouldn't have and quickly covered her mouth.
"Didn't I say don't see that guy again?" Meng Yao didn't react much, elegantly crossing his
legs and stretching his arms out on the back of the chair, his deep, hawk-like eyes so sharp they seemed to pierce through her.
An Qi was immediately at a loss. "This...that...ah, he lent it to me before!" "
Oh?" Meng Yao raised an eyebrow, truly a girl who couldn't lie.
"Y-yes!" An Qi felt a little guilty, knowing how shrewd Meng Yao was; even the slightest clue
would be exposed under his sharp eyes.
"You don't usually eat meals, you eat this kind of junk food?" The wooden table was piled with all sorts of snacks in
a mess, and he frowned.
Even if her affections made him want to run away, she was still his little sister, and he couldn't help but feel guilty for letting her fill her stomach with this kind of food
.
"I occasionally go out to buy lunch!" Angie said casually.
Although the Meng family gave her an allowance that many people envied, she hadn't developed any extravagant habits,
especially when it came to food. She was never picky, as long as she didn't go hungry.
"Occasionally?" he repeated unhappily. No wonder she was so thin, but the places where she should have gained weight...
His mind suddenly stopped working. Damn it! What was he thinking?
"Look!" Angie smiled and held up the beginner's cookbook she'd bought at the bookstore. "I just went to the evening market
and bought a lot of groceries. I've decided to start cooking and learn to make lots of delicious dishes!"
"That's great!" He was unconsciously infected by her happiness. His usually resolute handsome face softened
considerably when facing her, and he realized that their relationship could be so warm and loving, beyond their confrontational dynamics.
"Besides, I'm going to be your wife in the future, how can I let you eat out for every meal?" As she said this,
a blush crept onto her face, her slender fingers twitching.
"You…" He withdrew his earlier emotion. It turned out she had never given up on pursuing him, even fantasizing
about a ridiculous future. He cruelly shattered her beautiful naiveté. "Anqi, I will
get married, but the bride will never be you, never."
As if falling from heaven to hell, her face turned deathly pale. "Don't… don't be so sure of yourself. I will definitely
make you fall in love with me!"
He chuckled. "How many years have you been saying that? But I still don't love you!"
"That's just because the time isn't right!" she stubbornly insisted.
"Love has nothing to do with timing, besides, I already have such a good girlfriend as Biting."
"You're still seeing that gossipy woman?" she mischievously shouted.
"Anqi, watch your words and actions." His expression turned stern.
"That's right! That gossipy woman definitely has ulterior motives for approaching you. I even saw her rummaging
through your drawers while you were in the bathroom last time. You can't be careless!" she said anxiously.
"Rummaging through my things? That's something only you would do!" He not only rejected her advice but also retorted.
In Meng Yao's eyes, Biting was a sensible girlfriend and his personal secretary. While her abilities were
n't top-notch, she hadn't made any major mistakes. Even when Anqi served her her secret poison, chili coffee,
she didn't blame him but even told him not to scold Anqi. What more could he ask for from such a dignified and gentle woman?
But Anqi didn't think so. She had a gut feeling that the woman definitely had ill intentions!
"Why won't you believe me?" Her tone betrayed her hurt. Even if she was jealous,
couldn't he at least offer her a little comfort?
"There's no way around it, you have too many past transgressions!" Her past crazy behavior had left him reeling, making him
want to stay as far away from her as possible, though he sometimes wondered why he had tolerated her for so long.
His personality was generally mild and refined, of course, only towards those who hadn't offended him; but Anqi's actions
couldn't be described as merely "offending," they were far too much of a transgression. However, he always seemed to be angry, but couldn't
bring himself to harm her or punish her severely as a warning, instead resorting to avoidance.
At first glance, it seemed like he was magnanimous, but it made him feel utterly pathetic…
Meng Anqi, bearing his own surname, was his parents' adopted darling twelve years ago, the
sacred decree that taught Meng Jie to obey her every command; but her sensational confession made it impossible for him to admit that he truly loved her as a younger sister. She
pursued him with all her might, and he fled with all his might!
He fled because something accumulating in his heart each day instilled fear in him.
Fear? What could such a proud and unruly man be afraid of? He was sorry, but he didn't want to delve into the details and refused
to answer the question.
The living room was so quiet you could hear them breathing. Anqi looked at Meng Yao with resentment in her beautiful eyes.
"Are you...hungry?
" Her unexpected question caught Meng Yao off guard.
Anqi said as she walked into the kitchen, "I don't want to argue with you anymore. Anyway, you'll find out what that woman
is really like someday. I'll cook for you, okay?"
He didn't argue with her on this point but went to the kitchen. "Are you sure you can manage?"
"Just follow the recipe!" She kept taking out vegetables and meat from the refrigerator; this was her first time cooking!
The countertop was piled high with raw food, leaving him dumbfounded. "Did you buy all of this today?"
"Yes!" Angie flipped through the recipe. "How about honey-glazed chicken legs? They look delicious!" She excitedly
moved the picture of the recipe in front of him.
"Isn't this too difficult for you?" He not only didn't support her but also doubted her abilities.
Unfortunately, she couldn't stand being looked down upon. "Okay, I've decided to make honey-glazed chicken legs!"
Putting on an apron and rolling up her sleeves, she confidently said, "Men, wait in the living room. The kitchen isn't
a place for you."
"I'm just afraid you'll ruin the kitchen," he kindly reminded her.
"Don't worry! This is nothing to me, Meng Anqi! Get out, get out!" Her fighting spirit was fully ignited
. She forcefully pushed Meng Yao out the door, determined to make him look at her in a new light.
The saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, so she "went out"!
Meng Yao helplessly sat back on the sofa to read a financial magazine, the constant loud chopping sounds of a cleaver filling his ears,
making him tremble with fear. What if she broke several fingers by the time the honey-glazed chicken legs were served?
But honestly, seeing Anqi working so hard, he wasn't a blockhead; he felt a pang of emotion. However
, no matter what, they could never have the result she wanted.
"Ah, it hurts!" A moment later, he heard Anqi's cry of surprise.
Meng Yao immediately rushed to the kitchen and saw that Anqi's fair finger had a small cut, and blood was gushing out.
"Look at you, so careless!" He looked anxiously at her wound, his heart clenching. Without thinking,
he put her delicate finger in his mouth and sucked on it.
"I..." His actions made her forget the pain for a moment, instead blushing with embarrassment. "Actually,
it doesn't hurt that much..."
Releasing her slender finger, he carefully examined the wound. "The wound is so deep, and you say it doesn't hurt? You're just being
stubborn!" He quickly fetched the first-aid kit, cleaning her wound while muttering to himself.
Surprisingly, Anqi didn't refute Meng Yao. She quietly gazed at him focused on bandaging, a
warm smile unconsciously spreading across her face.
Yes! She was stubborn, but did he know that her stubbornness was only to gain his love?
"What are you thinking about so intently?" Unaccustomed to her quietness, he looked up and saw her smiling blankly.
"I was thinking, if you could always be this good to me, I'd be willing to cut myself a few times." She
spoke her true feelings without any hesitation.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Silly girl!" Meng Yao didn't realize the deep doting in his voice.
"Who said I'm silly? I'm not silly at all..." An Qi suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and she had to
try very hard to hold back her tears.
Her pitiful appearance made his heart ache. She always managed to touch his heartstrings unexpectedly,
so when faced with her recklessness, he was terrified and wanted to run away. Otherwise, no matter how strong the Great Wall between them was
, she would break it down...
"God, were you born to torment me?" He had barely finished shouting when his handsome, thin lips covered hers.
His strength was slightly rough due to his frantic thoughts, but she did not resist, obediently clinging to his neck.
Their lips were pressed together, their tongues intertwined, and when a few drops of her tears seeped in, mingling with their
saliva and melting in their mouths, the taste was horribly bitter…
“Mmm…” She opened her eyes in confusion, wondering why his arms, which were embracing her, seemed to reflect
the darkness in his heart. From beginning to end, he was the one who didn’t want her! She should be the one suffering and in pain!
“Don’t look at me like that.” Afraid that she would see through him, he brushed aside
the clutter on the counter, pulled her onto it, and began to undress her.
“You’re going to do this here?” she asked, taken aback. “But this is the kitchen…”
“No one says that sex has to be done in bed.” He deftly stripped them of their clothes, and when
her naked, exquisite body was revealed before him, her beauty momentarily stunned him.
"But it's so cold here..." She curled up awkwardly like a shrimp, her flushed face as tempting
as a ripe apple.
"It'll get warm soon." Her shyness became a unique kind of sexiness in his eyes, and his hand almost uncontrollably
pried open her jade-like arm, taking over her left breast.
"Meng Yao..." She lowered her head helplessly, her limbs at a loss, like a porcelain doll
obediently letting herself be manipulated.
He then kneaded her snow-white breasts with both palms, and stepped forward between her legs, his warm, thin lips brushing against her small
earlobe, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
"Why are you shivering? Are you still cold?" he asked knowingly, his index finger and thumb forming a circle, flicking at
the tender bud.
"Yao, let's go back to the room, okay? This is really weird..." she pleaded, grabbing his large, mischievous hand
.
Her fear fueled his rebellious spirit. He hadn't expected this little girl to be afraid. Now that he held the reins,
what could he do? Did she have to resist?
"Not weird at all. I'll teach you the pleasures of making love in the kitchen." A wicked smile curved his lips as his gaze fell on
the honey placed to the side. "You've made my stomach rumble!"
As if seeing a savior, she quickly said, "Then wait a little longer, I'll finish cooking soon..."
She abruptly stopped, watching his strange action of fetching the honey jar, causing her heart to race wildly. "
What are you going to do with that?"
"I can't wait for your honey-glazed chicken leg, so I might as well make myself a honey-glazed mermaid to reward myself..." As he spoke
, he scooped out a spoonful of honey and poured it on her delicate skin.
"Ah! No, ants will grow!" She panicked and tried to jump off the counter, but he stopped her with his massive body.
"Don't worry, I promise I'll eat it all up." He teasingly licked her delicate nose with the tip of his tongue before beginning to savor his
delicious feast.
His soft, wet tongue roamed freely over her beautiful body, and his hand, which had been resting on her shoulder,
caressed her without any ambiguity for a while before sliding down to her breasts and kneading them in different directions without her noticing. Then he buried his head
in her cleavage, sucking like a greedy child.
"Ah..." She tilted her chin up in agitation, thinking that this man usually always had a poker face towards her, but only
in moments of passion did he transform into such an utterly wicked man...
Golden honey flowed from his large hands, spreading like a second skin over her body. His
greedy tongue tasted and kissed every inch of her, stirring up a tidal wave of desire, breaking down her initial resistance,
and even making her addicted to this wet, sticky, lewd pleasure.
"So sweet!" He lifted his face and licked his lips with satisfaction.
This action made her even more ashamed, her face hiding in his large chest, too embarrassed to show herself.
"You can be shy too?" He wouldn't give up so easily, pushing her rosy body aside, lowering his head, and
seizing one of her nipples to suckle.
"Ah..." she moaned softly, her delicate hands involuntarily wrapping around his shoulders.
"Are you still cold?"
"No...no...mmm..." After his teasing, how could she possibly be cold?
The ever-increasing desire alone made her dizzy with heat, disoriented!
He felt a strange pleasure, opening and bending her knees, letting her feet rest flat on the countertop. His eyes narrowed
, as if scrutinizing her alluring figure.
"What are you trying to do now?" He looked dangerous, and this shameful position only made her more confused
. A conflicted feeling made her subconsciously bite her lower lip.
Although it was embarrassing for him to be so openly looking at her private parts, she somewhat hoped to use her body
to bewitch him, just like last time; she wanted to see him lose himself in her desire.
"Didn't I just say? I'm going to teach you how to enjoy making love in the kitchen." He pinched her rosy clitoris with his fingers
. "See, I only watched you, and it's already hard."
"No way! Uh ah..." Her excuses were instantly reduced to sweet moans.
"Still being stubborn?" He raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his sharp eyes. "Looks like I'll have to make you more obedient
.
" He took a small cucumber from the sink and deliberately displayed it in front of her.
"You..." She was stunned and speechless, trying to close her legs in fear, but he wouldn't let her.
"Don't panic, I just wanted to test you. Besides cooking, what else can you do with a cucumber?" His composure
contrasted sharply with her trembling.
"This..." Her mind was a complete blank; how could she possibly think of anything?
"Answer in three seconds, one, two..."
Her face paled. "Stop counting, I know...face cream!"
"Not bad, you're pretty good." His demonic fingers began to ravage her private parts, trying to confuse her thinking.
"And what else?"
"Um...you're not fair..." The resting beast within her was awakened again, and she weakly commanded
him.
He didn't care about the rules; after all, he set them. "Answer in three seconds."
"Wait, wait a minute!" She grabbed his wrist, but couldn't completely stop him; she could only reduce
the stimulation. "Make...make juice!"
Oh my god! She almost fainted. Who chooses to take a test during such a passionate moment?
"Hmm, anything else?"
"Anything else?"
"You think the question is that simple?" He grabbed her wrist and pinned it behind her knees, making it easier for him
to play with her clitoris more brazenly.
"But..." This position is so ugly.
"Hold on, don't let your legs slip." He commanded, "One, two..." With each count, he tugged at her
clitoris.
"I... umm..." Time was up, and she still couldn't answer. Her entire mind was focused on her lower body; the rapid,
tingling sensation was practically engulfing her.
"Time's up." He abruptly withdrew his hand.
"Hmm?" Her blurry eyes blinked, feeling a sense of emptiness and loss gripping her, but she still couldn't figure out
what he was playing at.
"Game over, you lost." He held up a small cucumber in front of her with a wicked grin. "You have to accept
punishment."
"What punishment?" She seemed to understand his terrifying intentions, trembling with tension.
"What do you think?" With that, he inserted the cucumber into her private, narrow opening!
"Ugh!" She was momentarily dizzy, yet couldn't deny that the emptiness had been briefly filled, but
an even greater fear made her struggle helplessly. "How could you... pull it out quickly... what if it breaks inside
... ah..."
"Behave yourself, didn't I tell you to hold on?" He glanced at her reproachfully, returning her hands to their original positions.
"Pull it out quickly!" He let the cucumber remain inside her, and she was so frightened she almost cried
!
"Okay, okay, why are you so timid?" Her tearful eyes stirred his heart, and he pulled her into
his arms to comfort her, but he didn't let her go, holding the exposed half of the cucumber and beginning to rotate it.
"Uh...you...you're so mean..." She shuddered; his shocking actions truly brought tears to her eyes.
"Sweetheart, I've gone to so much trouble to please you, and now you're cursing me?" He kissed away her glistening tears,
then forcefully thrust the cucumber into her wetness.
"Mmm...ah..." She wanted to protest his hypocrisy, but her body was so utterly unyielding.
As he inserted the cucumber into her vagina, each thrust brought intense pleasure, leaving her
only able to utter a soft, tingling sound.
"Look," he said, abruptly pulling it out and proudly displaying the cucumber, glistening with her love juice.
"No! I don't want to see!" she cried, trying to look away in embarrassment, but he pressed his face against hers
first, his nose gently stroking hers like a puppy's, his musky scent filling her face, making her dizzy with desire and
unable to move.
"Why don't you want to see? This is proof that you're aroused for me!" he teasingly ran the cucumber across
her slightly parted lips, her beautiful red lips appearing exquisitely glossy.
"No…" reason resisted, but his handsome face, so close, made her heart flutter.
He smiled, took half a wet cucumber into his mouth, pulled it out, and leaned down to kiss her.
"Mmm..." Their tongues played like two fish in the wetness, his tongue, glistening with nectar, freely
sliding between her pearly teeth. A unique fragrance invaded her mouth—the alluring scent of her private parts. His
rough, large hands cupped her shapely, snowy buttocks, pulling her closer. His fingertips lingered lightly on her alluring cleft,
sending a tingling pleasure up her spine, making her unbearably itchy.
"Mmm... mmm..." Her love juices continued to gush forth, dripping onto the tiled floor with a "drip,
drip" sound.
His kisses were too passionate, his fingers too elusive, but she was completely captivated. Unconsciously, she writhed her beautiful hips,
craving his real, direct touch. Even her arms wrapped tightly around his broad back, pressing against him and throbbing restlessly
, enjoying the subtle pleasure of her nipples rubbing against his.
"Little darling, can't you take it anymore?" The cucumber in his hand had long since disappeared. His deep, narrow
eyes reflected her burning desire and wanton allure.
"Yao…I want…" Her beautiful face was a mixture of pleading and wantonness, the two emotions intertwined into a breathtakingly beautiful
sight. Her flowing hair cascaded freely, a few strands hanging by her cheeks. She looked somewhat disheveled,
yet it made Meng Yao's blood boil, his Adam's apple bobbing in suppressed urges.
"Don't rush, I'm coming!"
No longer a naive virgin, she automatically wrapped her long, slender legs around his strong waist. His massive member was as hard
as an iron pestle; he didn't need to hold it. He simply aimed at her constantly contracting and opening, and with a thrust of his hips, he plunged into
the deep, mysterious sea of womanhood.
"Ah!" As the concave and convex parts merged into a perfect circle, an electric current coursed through her entire body.
"Uh..." He groaned, feeling her velvety soft inner walls envelop his thick, erect penis, like
a runaway, mad bull charging straight for the heart of the beast.
"Ah...so good..." she cried out passionately. Although his assault was anything but gentle, each
thrust deep into her flower-like opening was so fierce, she completely accepted his wildness. Only at this moment could she clearly
feel that he wasn't entirely indifferent to her.
"Your little hole is so tight!" His large hands kneaded her breasts, her warmth intoxicating him. Their
bodies were so perfectly aligned; each time he entered her, she accepted him perfectly.
When their bodies generated heat simultaneously, combining into a fiery temperature enough to melt each other, it scalded away his
last remaining rationality. The awkward sibling relationship was long forgotten.
No woman had ever given him such intense pleasure, so he couldn't stop.
The animalistic instincts lurking within him roused his primal instincts, and he thrust violently with all his might, awaiting that moment of ecstasy and earthly bliss.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ahhh..." She had reached multiple orgasms, the successive waves of pleasure seemingly
challenging the limits of her heart.
He ignored her pleas, perhaps because the pent-up frustration he had endured for years had finally found a release,
causing him to erupt like a long-dormant volcano, silent until it burst forth with a deafening roar… 　　The lovemaking felt like an eternity; Angie's legs limply hung from the counter, her strength at its limit. 　　Suddenly, the world spun around her; Meng Yao had scooped her up in his arms and was carrying her to the bathroom. 　　She
was 　　gently placed in the bathtub, her tired eyes wide with surprise and delight. 　　"You're going to… help me bathe?" she asked incredulously, staring at him intently. He lathered some shower gel in his hands 　　and then gently applied it to her body. 　　"Or you'll have to wash yourself?" He glanced at her, his seemingly casual remark 　　contrasting sharply with the unusual flush on his handsome face. 　　"I'm exhausted." She immediately feigned death, tilting her head to the side. His thoughtfulness made her very happy. 　　After rinsing off the soap, he held her as they soaked together in the bathtub, soothing their exhausted 　　muscles. 　　She nestled her face against his neck, their breaths mingling. His hand rested on her waist, firmly 　　stabilizing her. 　　"Are you asleep?" 　　"No." Even though she was exhausted, she couldn't bear to fall asleep at such a beautiful moment. " 　　Why aren't you talking?" Usually, her mouth was always chattering away like a machine gun, making his 　　silence unusual. 　　"What do you want to talk about?" she asked cautiously, afraid to speak rashly, lest she ruin the precious atmosphere. 　　"It's all good." He understood her caution, yet he found himself strangely drawn to the contentment of having her in his arms. 　　"Meng Yao, I love you." She sighed, her slender, cream-colored body embracing his chest. 　　"I know." He sensitively sensed her declaration had shifted from "like" to "love," but he felt no 　　weariness whatsoever. 　　"You believe me? 　　" He glanced down at her, puzzled. 　　"Before, you always said I was just temporarily confused, and no matter how much I emphasized it, you still didn't believe my so-called..."

"This is true love between a man and a woman," she explained, her seemingly lively eyes revealing her true feelings.
"I'm so happy you finally understand how I feel, but I'm also so scared..."
"Scared of what?" He had always known she possessed a beauty like an angel fallen to earth, but to
shatter her illusions, he often deliberately ignored it, even more afraid that if he looked at her too much, he would be unable to look away like he was now
.
"Meng Yao, why are you so gentle with me?" she asked instead of answering.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" He felt an indescribable complexity in his heart, an
emotion he dared not even think about, a pain of being held captive.
"You mean, the reason you're so nice to me is because you're afraid I'll tell Mom?" She thought so,
a shadow of sorrow falling over her ethereal beauty, and her embrace tightened suddenly. "So, is this
the last thing I can have?"
His throat tightened as if a fishbone was stuck in it, rendering him speechless. She was so vulnerable now, making him forget
how cruelly he had rejected her before.
After a long while, he finally picked her up and carried her back to the room. He got up to get a towel to dry her damp body, but she
clung to him like a startled rabbit.
"Don't go!" she pleaded frantically, her delicate appearance breaking his heart.
"I just need a towel. It's late; you'll catch a cold sleeping like this."
"If you hold me, you won't." she demanded stubbornly.
"No, I still have documents to read. Be good..."
"No! Tomorrow you'll be back to the old Meng Yao." She would rather be willful than waste
the happiest time of her twelve years.
Was that so? Questions flooded his mind. Even he couldn't decipher whether his
tenderness towards her was truly due to her threat. Would the strange, suffocating feeling lingering in his chest disappear with the night?
He was truly bewildered, truly out of his mind. Where had the cold-hearted Meng Yao gone? He had become
accommodating, her helpless infatuation successfully breaking down his defenses, leaving him no room for thought. He pulled her into his arms,
pulled the blanket up to cover them both, and gently comforted her until she fell asleep.
"Meng Yao?" she cried, on the verge of tears. She hadn't expected that he, who was so devoted to his work, hadn't abandoned her.
"Sleep!" He gently pecked her honey-scented lips, calming her. Anqi smiled, his pleasant scent accompanying her. She knew she was sure to have 　　sweet dreams
tonight .

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