"Not an Angel" - 42 Washing Hands and Cooking Soup

Xu Anqi lay half-dead in the bathtub, pretending to be dead. She successfully fainted again during her last blissful moment, only slowly waking up when she was submerged in warm water. She peeked at Xu Zhuoran through half-closed eyes and found him leaning against the other end of the tub, watching her and smiling. Embarrassed, Xu Anqi closed her eyes again and continued to pretend to sleep. Xu Zhuoran knew she was awake. Seeing her half-heartedly feigning sleep and shyness, he came over and playfully teased her, but it was just teasing; he had no other intentions. He was truly exhausted. The lovemaking they had just had was too intense, consuming too much of his energy. He didn't know if it was his skillful technique or Xu Anqi's heightened emotions, but the quality was unexpectedly high. He had intended to have her on top to save himself some energy, but this girl was too uncooperative, constantly complaining of pain. That's true. With my size, this position is enough to reach her uterus. I've only ever gone in when she orgasms before. I've never actually pushed in like this before. Besides, her uterus hasn't been properly explored yet, so pain is inevitable. Seeing her start to cry, I couldn't bear to continue.
Honestly, that depth is truly more intoxicating, the different sensations at the tip and in the middle, a double whammy, bringing double the stimulation—the ultimate enjoyment for a man! But his little angel isn't quite ready yet; playing this kind of game now isn't appropriate. Besides, if she gets hurt and refuses to cooperate properly again, wouldn't he be the one who loses out?
Xu Zhuoran didn't want his benefits to be compromised, so he resisted the immense temptation and changed his position. This change brought with it a surge of resentment and reluctance, overshadowing any hesitation. He thrust into her from behind, penetrating her deeply and forcefully, causing Xu Anqi to tremble and ejaculate repeatedly, her body flushed and trembling.
Xu Anqi hummed and turned to avoid his hand, leaning against the side of the bathtub wall, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes to continue pretending. After a while, when the person who was doing the evil did not make any move, she opened her eyes and saw Zhuoran's face right in front of her. She subconsciously struggled and was about to slip into the water when Xu Zhuoran scooped her up and carried her out of the bathtub.
"Baby, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you." He asked gently while drying Xu Anqi's hair. His tone and attitude were just like those of a considerate and attentive old lover, leaving Xu Anqi stunned.
"What, you still want to eat me?" Seeing her in a daze, Xu Zhuoran smiled wickedly and kissed her rosy lips.
Xu Anqi was about to retort when she heard a knock on the door. She looked at Xu Zhuoran in alarm and asked weakly, "Who is it?"
Xu Zhuoran gestured for her to shut up, put on his bathrobe, and went out to open the door. "Aunt Chang, you can go back first. We'll take care of dinner ourselves."
"Okay, sir. Miss hasn't gotten up yet, I'll greet her again tomorrow." An elderly woman's voice came from behind; it must have been Aunt Chang.
"Okay, see you tomorrow." It was rare to hear Xu Zhuoran speak so gently to someone other than herself, and Xu Anqi immediately became curious about what Chang Ma was like.
It seems that Xu Zhuoran really did cook dinner, because when Xu Anqi woke up, the food was already in place. It's somewhat unbelievable that such simple and exquisite home-style dishes could be made by Xu Zhuoran.
"Did you do it, or did someone else do it for you?" Xu Anqi slowly washed her hands, came out, and sat down with a deep frown to ask.
Seeing Xu Anqi's walking posture and resentful expression, Xu Zhuoran couldn't help but feel happy.
He ladled out a small bowl of winter melon soup, tasted it himself, shook his head in satisfaction, and brought the rest to Xu Anqi's lips, "Try it."
Xu Anqi took a sip with some skepticism; it didn't taste as good as it smelled. She had just woken up, and her sense of taste hadn't fully returned. Plus, her mouth had tasted bad before she went to sleep, and although she had rinsed her mouth while washing her face, there was still a strange taste lingering.
"It tastes awful! It has no flavor at all!" She viciously attacked Xu Zhuoran, who told him to torment her so much! He insisted on shooting his countless offspring into her mouth, leaving her mouth and nose filled with the fishy smell of his stuff.
"Really? Then eat something else." Xu Zhuoran, unaffected by her bad temper, instead picked up a chicken leg for her.
"No! I won't eat chicken!" Xu Anqi refused again firmly.
Xu Zhuoran put down his chopsticks, turned his face to the side, and swallowed back the words that were about to spill from his mouth, suppressing a laugh. He almost blurted out, "Do you eat a man's chicken?" He thought that would definitely make his darling furious, so he held back and decided that it was more important to coax her to eat properly first.
"What do you want to eat? Shall I feed you?" Xu Zhuoran put the chicken leg back into his own bowl and patiently coaxed her.
Upon hearing the word "feed," Xu Anqi's eyes widened again. That morning, she had been fed to someone else under the guise of "feeding," and she had been treated terribly. Not to mention walking, even moving was painful. The burning, swollen pain was unbearable, making her so miserable that she just wanted to throw things and swear.
Xu Zhuoran could see through her thoughts, and quickly apologized and said nice things, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have done that. Let's eat first, and after we finish eating, you can punish me however you want."
As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face, so Xu Anqi could only coldly snort at him, "What punishment can I give you? You're my father!"
"Yes, of course you can! Punish me however you want!"
"Really?" Xu Anqi asked uncertainly, her initial disbelief gradually escalating to a state of half-belief and half-doubt.
"Really. I'll do whatever you want, as long as it makes my darling smile."
After making a "tsk" sound, Xu Anqi continued eating with her head down, but in her mind she began to plan how to torment Xu Zhuoran to her heart's content.
She didn't know why, but her fear of Xu Zhuoran was decreasing, and she could express all her emotions directly. She was intoxicated by Xu Zhuoran's pampering and lost in his love. Even though she vaguely felt that Xu Zhuoran liked her body more than her as a person, she no longer had the mind or energy to seriously judge and distinguish.
Xu Zhuoran didn't care. He found her glaring at him, her tantrums and outbursts exciting; he found her charming, obedient, and compliant agreeable. In short, his sexual interest in Xu Anqi only grew stronger over time, and he was relentlessly passionate about exploring her body. He genuinely loved her tight, soft body, and her alluring, almost ecstatic, appearance when she was in ecstasy. He loved her so much that he wanted to lock her in bed and never let her go anywhere, or tie her to his waist and take her everywhere.
================Author's Note============
I'm almost too exhausted to continue.

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