The heart-wrenching wife of President Di Shao

Chapter 35
In order to calm myself down, I turned on the TV, and an urban drama was being played. I stared at it for a long time, but I didn't know what was going on in it.Thoughts popped up in my mind that made me blush.

After a while, the door of the room opened, and An Ming came out wearing a bathrobe, wiping his hair with a towel as he walked.

For me not to leave, he seemed to have expected it, not the slightest surprise.Open the cabinet and pull out the hair dryer, "Su Xiaonuan, can you blow dry your hair?"

"No." I refused bluntly, I wouldn't blow-dry my hair for a man in a bathrobe.

"I guessed that you would say that, so why don't you take a bath?"

"Whether I wash it or not is none of your business." I said.

An Ming smiled, "Did I say that it's none of my business for you to take a shower?"

When he asked this rhetorically, I also felt that I was digging a hole for myself.

Go into the bathroom and lock the door.The bathroom was still filled with the mist from his shower. I took off my clothes one by one, stood naked under the spray, and closed my eyes.Warm water trickled down my head, and I just remembered that I forgot to bring a shower cap.It is very difficult to dry long hair after getting wet. If you don’t dry it and go to bed, you will definitely get sick.

After I finished washing, I walked out of the bathroom and saw An Ming sitting on the bed watching a certain dating show, laughing while watching.

I didn't expect a person like him to watch such a boring program. I was really speechless.

"These blind daters are so funny. The stories they make up are full of loopholes. These female guests actually believe like idiots that the environmental pollution is too severe, and the IQ of people on earth is generally lowered?" An Ming said.

"They're just recording a show, so they can do whatever they want with high ratings. Everyone just shows off. Those who really take it seriously are idiots." I retorted.

"Okay, okay, I'm an idiot, you're a genius." An Ming complained, but he didn't change the channel, and he still watched it with gusto.

I ignored him, plugged in the hair dryer, and started drying my hair. The sound of the hair dryer was a little loud, which seemed to interfere with his watching TV. After he turned up the volume of the TV, he still couldn’t hear it. He frowned. I got out of bed and snatched the hair dryer from my hand.

I was about to have a seizure, and he had already made it on my head. It turned out that he was blowing my hair.

"Do you think I'm professional?" His voice was a little smug.

Before I could answer, he continued: "I used to work in a hair salon when I was in school. I can not only wash my hair, but also do some simple hairstyles."

I naturally don't believe it, although I don't have a deeper understanding of him, judging from his style, he must be a son of a rich family.Will a rich second generation like him need to work part-time?

"I know you don't believe me. I'll press your head after blowing for a while, and you'll know that I'm professional."

I didn't make a sound. The green plum wine I drank was easy to drink at the time, but it had a strong aftertaste. Not only did I not wake up after taking a bath, but I became more and more dizzy.

Soon after my hair was dried by him, he put down the blow dryer and started running his fingers in circles on the top of my head.The strength is just right, and it is indeed very comfortable.

I leaned back in the chair and let him massage my head.Suddenly, his mouth moved closer to my ear, "Is it comfortable?"

He got so close that the hot breath of his breath tickled my neck.I moved unnaturally.Still didn't speak.

Then his hands touched my shoulders and started to massage my shoulders and back. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it when I suddenly felt something wet licking the base of my ears. I was shocked and immediately realized that it was him tongue.

I rubbed my ground to stand up, but he pressed me on the chair and licked the root of my ear again.He aimed very well at that position, which stimulated me the most.

"what are you doing?"

"You are so beautiful, why have you been withering in that hopeless marriage? It's a pity that we don't do something on such a beautiful day."

He was talking in his mouth, but his hands were dishonest. While kissing my neck, he stretched his hands down.

Every movement of his can accurately stimulate my sensitive points, just like his professional massage.

Of course I struggled, but there was a shameful longing within me.After I became pregnant, my mother-in-law forced me to sleep in separate beds with Chen Nian. Counting, I haven't had such intimate contact with a member of the opposite sex for more than a year.

"You have to believe that when a man doesn't know how to cherish you, your best choice is to leave him and find someone better than him. No matter what happened to you and me tonight, others will think it happened , your body accepts it, why do you pretend to resist?"

I was so ashamed, he was such a monster, he saw right through my reaction.

When he put his hand into my clothes, he finally resisted more strongly, lowered his head and bit his hand.Of course it's not a hard bite, I just want to make sure that it hurts him, and then let myself wake up, because I have to admit that his precise stimulation has already made my body respond.

But he didn't like this, he did what he was supposed to do, he picked me up, put me on the bed, and then pressed me over like a mountain.

I bit his shoulder again, but he still didn't move, he just blocked mine with his tongue attacking forcefully, before I figured out how to resist, his tongue had already invaded forcefully.

Alcohol had already made the body's desires ready to move, and my consciousness gradually became blurred, and I slowly gave up resistance.

It suddenly occurred to me that I might as well pretend to be drunk just to deceive myself. Even if a drunk woman does something, there is at least one reason for it.

Although this reason does not make people confident, at least I can use it to deceive myself.

When I completely gave up and prepared to cooperate, the hopelessness accumulated in the bottom of my heart gushed out.I let out a self-defeating cry.

This is undoubtedly the clarion call for him to charge, he began to perform hard, and I was completely sinking.

The joy that I had never experienced before was overwhelmed, making me forget that I am a married woman who has not yet divorced.

I like this kind of stimulation with a slight sense of shame. Although I don't want to admit it, I know in my heart that I like this feeling very much.

Because I care too much about worldly evaluations, I have to give up some of my favorite things. When I have the opportunity to secretly get these things, the pleasure is doubled, making people want to stop. It is a kind of depraved pleasure.

But after this joy, the next thing is regret.Or maybe it is not real regret, but because we have to face reality again, so we have to pretend to regret, deceive others, and deceive ourselves.

(End of this chapter)