After lingering like this for a while, Su Qing gradually regained some awareness. Sun Haoran naturally sensed the change in her and understood that she had come back to her senses. Moreover, after so many climaxes, the effects of the aphrodisiac had likely worn off.
Yet, this realization brought him a pleasant surprise—even after regaining clarity, Su Qing did not push him away immediately. Instead, she continued to feign unconsciousness, cooperating with his movements.
Sun Haoran knew this didn't mean Su Qing's heart and body had been completely won over. It was more likely that she was still captivated by the intense pleasure and reluctant to let it go. Now, with the excuse of being half-conscious, she was seizing the opportunity to indulge.
Though this was still far from his ultimate goal, the fact that Su Qing had developed a craving for carnal desire was like opening Pandora's box—once unleashed, there was no turning back. And Sun Haoran was confident in his ability to gradually break down Su Qing's defenses.
In a fleeting moment of realization, Sun Haoran grasped the general thoughts in Su Qing's mind. Without exposing her pretense, he grew bolder in his actions, his lips moving more assertively while his hands began to roam freely over her fair, soft breasts.
Su Qing, who was feigning unconsciousness, soon found her breathing growing increasingly rapid, her body writhing more intensely. Just as the two were about to tacitly engage in another round, the phone rang once again.
Su Qing's body visibly stiffened. Guiltily, she opened her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment as she glanced at Sun Haoran before reaching for the phone beside her.
Sun Haoran leaned forward slightly, sinking his member deeper into her. But Su Qing immediately pressed a hand against his chest, shaking her head while casting a pleading look his way. Seeing a hint of resolve in her eyes, Sun Haoran knew that pushing further might provoke her resistance, so he halted his advance.
Grateful, Su Qing gave him a brief look, took a deep breath, and answered Jiang Yun's call. What followed was the conversation with Jiang Yun, though not without a minor interruption.
As soon as the call connected, Sun Haoran leaned in close to Su Qing's ear, clearly intending to eavesdrop. Su Qing shot him a glare, but he responded by thrusting forward again.
Su Qing immediately relented, her eyes softening with resignation. Sun Haoran paused, and with a sigh, she gave up trying to stop him from blatantly listening in.
Then came Jiang Yun's ill-timed jokes, which upset Su Qing. It wasn't that Jiang Yun was entirely clueless—under normal circumstances, such banter might have been playful and harmless, even adding a bit of flirtation between the couple. However, he had clearly misjudged the turmoil Su Qing had experienced over the past few days, leading to misunderstandings between them.
After hanging up, Su Qing's expression was complicated. She wasn't sure why she had gotten so angry—perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps because the events of the past few days had left her emotionally fragile.
Moreover, she felt resentful that Jiang Yun hadn't called her for three days. Her recent experiences had made her too insecure to reach out to him, yet she had been eagerly awaiting his call—only to be disappointed time and again.
Unbeknownst to her, Jiang Yun had been misjudged. Over the past two days, Su Lang had intercepted his calls, either making excuses, turning off the phone, or silencing it before secretly deleting the call logs.
Su Qing, unaware of these details, had assumed Jiang Yun was too preoccupied with basketball practice to call. Her hopes had been dashed repeatedly.
When she finally received his call today, his remark about her being less important than basketball struck a nerve. In her current state, she was in no mood for jokes, and his words cut deep.
Moreover, Jiang Yun's offhand joke about having a lover inadvertently mirrored Su Qing's current situation, leaving her both guilty and furious. He had no idea that his supposedly witty remarks had wounded her deeply.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Su Qing met Sun Haoran's remorseful gaze. They remained in their intimate position, with him still inside her.
After hesitating for a moment, Sun Haoran finally spoke.
"Su Qing... I..."
"It's all your fault! All your fault! All your fault! Sob... It's all your fault!"
"My fault... my fault... I was wrong..."
Just as Sun Haoran began to speak, Su Qing suddenly reached out and started pounding on his chest with her fists. But as she hit him, she began to cry uncontrollably. Sun Haoran had no choice but to hold her close and keep apologizing.
After being embraced by Sun Haoran, Su Qing struggled and landed a few more weak punches on his chest. Gradually, her strikes grew weaker until she finally let her hands drop, allowing him to hold her while she continued to sob quietly.
"No... it's actually not your fault. I'm the one who dragged you into this... I never expected they'd provoke Wang Kai..."
"It's my fault... I'm just too foolish, twice now they've..."
"It's not your mistake... they're all too cunning... How could we possibly outsmart them."
"Sigh..."
"They have so many tricks up their sleeves... Do you think we can complete those challenges Wang Kai mentioned? Can we ever return to normal life?"
"We definitely can! I'll use all my strength to help you. If we work together, we're sure to complete the challenges!"
"Mmm... Haoran... I'm glad you're here. If I were alone, I probably... would have already..."
"But, Xiaoqing... you have to promise me, you must never try to kill yourself again! As long as we're alive, we can always find ways to solve our problems. Once we're dead, there's nothing left."
"Mmm... I promise you. Heh... Haoran's starting to lecture now..."
"Of course... I know quite..."
"Ah..."
Just as Sun Haoran was feeling pleased with himself, whether intentionally or not, he suddenly sat upright. Since the two were still in intimate contact, when Sun Haoran straightened his back, his half-inserted member pushed all the way to the deepest point.
Su Qing had been focused on their conversation when she suddenly felt her passage completely filled by Sun Haoran's thick member, unable to suppress a moan.
"Mmm... mnh... you... you bad guy..."
"Uh... I didn't mean to..."
"Don't say that... hurry... pull it out..."
"But... Xiaoqing..., I... I haven't finished yet, holding back like this is... really uncomfortable."
"You... why are you taking so long to finish... I... I can't take it anymore, deal with it yourself..."
"You were the one who said you wanted it earlier, you can't run away halfway through!"
"I... I didn't... You first... pull it out first..."
"Xiaoqing, I... I can't hold back anymore!"
"You...! No! Mnh... Don't... don't move... mnh... ah... oh my... god... mnh..."
"Xiaoqing... I love you so much!"
"Hao... ran... mnh... mnh... so big... mnh... You're going to... mnh... kill me... mnh..."
Perhaps it was the guilt she felt toward Sun Haoran, perhaps Sun Haoran's position in her heart had changed, perhaps Su Qing wanted to vent her frustrations through this act, or maybe it was simply because her body craved more pleasure.
Whatever the reason, although Su Qing verbally resisted Sun Haoran, her body offered little effective resistance, allowing Sun Haoran to easily succeed, and she soon became immersed in the pleasure.
Sun Haoran's strategy of "combining soft and hard approaches" was perfectly executed - first using gentle words to soothe Su Qing's emotions, now preparing to conquer her with his thick, hard member.
After thrusting for a while, Su Qing's legs had unconsciously wrapped around Sun Haoran's waist again, her arms clinging to his back.
Sun Haoran's hands behind Su Qing suddenly exerted force, lifting her into the air. Su Qing was startled and quickly tightened her legs around Sun Haoran's waist, her arms holding him tightly, her body pressed against his, not daring to move.
"Ah! Haoran... put me down quickly, I... I'm scared."
"Don't be scared, my big cock has got you covered," Sun Haoran whispered into Su Qing's ear.
"Ugh! You pervert, let me down! Haoran, you've really turned bad!"
"Hehe, no way!"
"You... stop messing around... I'm actually a bit scared, I... oh my god... mmm... ahh..."
"Don't worry, I'd never drop my beloved Xiaoqing."
"Mmm... ahh... gently... mmm... ahh..."
Sun Haoran maintained this position and thrust a few times before carrying Su Qing through the air toward the door. Su Qing clung tightly to him out of fear, only realizing his intention when she heard the bedroom door open—he was going to carry her out like this?
"Haoran, why are we going out... mmm... this is so embarrassing, quickly... put me... mmm... down, ahh..."
"What if you run away if I put you down?"
"Mmm... I won't run... I won't... ahh... so deep... mmm..."
With each step Sun Haoran took, their bodies jostled, causing Su Qing to be slightly lifted and then quickly lowered, his member plunging deep into her core. Su Qing felt a mix of love and frustration toward this sensation.
Sun Haoran opened another door, and Su Qing realized they had entered the bathroom. He then walked straight into the inner shower area. The floor was a bit slippery, so Sun Haoran didn't push his luck and set her down.
Sun Haoran was fairly familiar with the bathroom layout, having visited Su Qing's home a few times. Once, he'd even come in the rain to fix her computer and taken a hot shower here. Aside from some possible changes in toiletries, everything else remained the same.
Sun Haoran turned on the shower, adjusting the water temperature. Meanwhile, Su Qing, who had just been set down, barely had time to stand before he pulled her close again, kissing her deeply.
Su Qing, who had been wide-eyed, quickly shut her eyes as the shower water hit her, her arched body relaxing. Her lips parted slightly, and her tongue responded somewhat clumsily to Sun Haoran's suction.
After a long kiss, they finally parted. Sun Haoran reached for the showerhead and began washing Su Qing's body. Having matured early and bathed independently since she was ten, Su Qing felt intensely shy at his bold move and quickly reached out to grab the showerhead from him.
"I... I can do it myself."
Sun Haoran didn't respond, instead pulling her close again and taking back the showerhead to continue washing her. Su Qing turned her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, but Sun Haoran didn't meet her gaze, focusing intently on cleansing her body.
His domineering yet attentive demeanor stirred a sense of fascination in Su Qing. It was also because his current behavior contrasted so sharply with her previous impression of him, making Sun Haoran's image in her heart grow even taller.
It was like when someone who has been timid for years suddenly does something brave—everyone finds it admirable. But if a typically courageous person does the same, it doesn't seem as remarkable.
Wiping Su Qing's body inevitably involved touching various sensitive areas, especially since Sun Haoran had applied a special ointment to all her erogenous zones earlier that morning. By now, the ointment had been fully absorbed by her skin, so there was no worry about it being washed away by water and losing its effect.
Feeling a broad, warm hand moving all over her body, Su Qing slowly closed her eyes. Her breathing gradually quickened, and her body began to soften and weaken.
After washing her entire body, the hands inevitably moved to the depths of her thighs, inching toward her vulva. Sun Haoran deliberately slowed his movements, teasingly rubbing back and forth along her inner thighs, occasionally brushing lightly against her entrance before pulling away.
After several rounds of this, Su Qing felt as if a kitten were gently scratching at her heart. Her rapid breaths began to tremble, and her weakened body nearly gave way, forcing her to lean one hand on Sun Haoran's shoulder for support.
Sun Haoran stood up and gently took Su Qing's slightly flushed ear into his mouth, clearly feeling her body shudder twice. He sucked on it a few times, then softly blew into her ear and whispered:
"Do you want it?"
"I... I don't know... Mmm..."
Sun Haoran extended the tip of his tongue to lightly lick Su Qing's delicate ear before sucking on it again. Su Qing's body trembled more and more frequently, and her arms tightened around him.
"Do you want it or not? Hmm?"
"I... want it..."
"Is it here that wants it?" Sun Haoran's finger gently traced the edge of her entrance.
"Ah... Mmm... Yes... yes, there..."
From a position where Su Qing couldn't see, Sun Haoran grinned mischievously. He didn't push her to say anything more explicit—those words weren't quite suitable for their current relationship, and going too far could backfire.
Sun Haoran crouched down again, one arm wrapped around Su Qing's leg while the other hand traced circles around her entrance, paying special attention to her sensitive clitoris.
"Ah... Haoran... Don't torment me..."
"What do you mean?"
"Mmm... You... bad guy!... Hurry... put it in."
"Hehe, Xiaoqing, you're so naughty."
"You're still talking... Mmm... Ah... Ah... It's in... Ah... Ah..."
"Does it feel good?"
"Ah... It feels good... Mmm... Mmm..."
Sun Haoran's fingers moved rapidly in and out of Su Qing's entrance. At first, she stood upright, but gradually she bent over, eventually collapsing weakly onto Sun Haoran's back, softly moaning without restraint.
Then, Sun Haoran lifted Su Qing from his back and positioned her to lean over the edge of the bathtub nearby. Her pert buttocks arched high, and the pubic hair around her entrance glistened with dewdrops of arousal.
After caressing the area around her entrance for a while, Sun Haoran inserted two fingers into Su Qing and began thrusting wildly.
Perhaps due to the position, or because he had hit her G-spot this time, Su Qing began to squirt intensely, wave after wave growing stronger. Her moans became frantic and unrestrained.
"Ah... I'm going to die!! Ah... I can't take it... Ah... Ah..."
Wave after wave of climax and squirting seemed to drain Su Qing of all her strength. By the time Sun Haoran stopped moving, she had collapsed beside the bathtub like a lifeless corpse, breathing shallowly with more exhalation than inhalation, looking as though she might not make it at any moment.
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