Her intermittent, ingratiating coquettishness made him even more uncontrollable.
After what seemed like the umpteenth time, Gu Yan was too weak to even pant, limply trapped beneath him. Liang Feifan's sweat-drenched hair clung to his handsome face, his thrusts growing more vigorous, the light in his eyes frightening Gu Yan. "Feifan...no more...it's so full...pull back out a little..."
He hadn't touched her for days, so he was well-prepared. He deliberately withdrew slowly, trying not to let the fluid spill out, before thrusting in again. Even after he finished, he didn't want to withdraw, just holding her tightly for a while—and really just a while—before starting again with renewed energy. She felt her belly full of fluid, her lower abdomen slightly bulging, and his thick member swelled up as he thrust in again, making her cry.
He pressed his large hand on her swollen belly, making her cry again. "Good girl..." he said, covering her swollen little mouth with his lips. His lower body moved inside her other little mouth, slowly pulling out and then thrusting in hard. Watching her belly swell and swell with fluid and his huge size, he felt his blood boil. His movements became heavier and heavier, and each thrust made her feel like she was about to fall apart.
"It hurts so much... my stomach hurts so much... Feifan... please... please..." She was in tears, convulsing and shaking her head as she pleaded with him intermittently.
"Alright, alright..." He was also numb from her sucking, and with a low growl, he buried himself deep inside her again, the hot liquid gushing out powerfully. She trembled, crying and screaming, and fainted in ecstasy.
KFC
The Leung House.
Rong Yan raised an eyebrow and checked the time again. Great, they had been waiting for a full hour and a half.
He and Gu Yan arrived at the same time, but were locked out by someone who valued women over brothers.
So long... He didn't doubt his brother's stamina, but Gu Yan was such a petite woman, could she withstand several different positions?
His filthy thoughts were interrupted by Secretary Lin, "Young Master Rong, you may go in now."
The petite woman nestled in Liang Feifan's arms, looking like she had just woken up. When she saw him come in, she drooped her head and ignored him.
"Wow, you made me wait for hours just so the beauty could take a peaceful nap? Brother, isn't this a bit like the story of the feudal lords playing with fire?" Rong Yan teased playfully.
Liang Feifan stroked the hair of the beauty in his arms affectionately, without even raising his head, "What is it? Speak quickly."
“I can’t handle things in the south. Chen Yifeng wants to see you in person.” Rong Yan shrugged. Born into a family like the Rong family, he was one in a million, and every move he made exuded the air of a noble young master.
Liang Feifan finally looked up at him and exchanged a silent message that only they understood: Fang Yicheng was beginning his counterattack.
The person in his arms stirred and asked lazily, "What time is it?"
"Three o'clock. Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?" Liang Feifan's gentle voice gave Rong Yan goosebumps.
"Hmm. A little. Hey, you, go to KFC and buy me a little of everything."
Alarm bells rang in Rong Yan's mind. "Why?! I'm busy!" Damn it! What did I do to offend this lady this time?
“Feifan…” Gu Yan tugged at Liang Feifan’s shirt and shook it back and forth.
Liang Feifan's eyes and brows were full of warmth as he lovingly embraced her, letting her abuse his high-end handmade suit.
Rong Yan immediately wanted to take out his phone and take a picture. The head of the Liang family, a legendary figure in City C, and the invisible leader of the Southeast Asian underworld, was being used as a human sofa by a little woman, and he was smiling as if he had found a treasure. Where was his usual ruthless and merciless demeanor? It was unbecoming of him.
"Go to that place on the back street. Say it's for Miss Yan," Liang Feifan instructed him.
Rong Yan was stunned for a moment. Did he really have to run the errand himself?
Seeing that he didn't move, Liang Feifan glanced at him, and Rong Yan felt as if countless poisoned throwing knives were suddenly shooting towards him.
I had no choice but to go—because I couldn't beat him.
As Liang Feifan looked at Gu Yan, who was perched on the sofa gnawing on a chicken leg, for the 180th time, Rong Yan thought of "that KFC on the back street."
It had the same tables and chairs as other KFCs, but in this usually bustling area, there wasn't a single customer. There was even a doorman standing at the door, who must have worked there before. Hesitantly, he opened the door for him, but only after hearing that it was for Miss Yan did he readily invite her in.
While the senior culinary expert sent from headquarters was frying fries and roasting chicken legs, he walked around the store a few times. Familiar faces greeted him from every corner. They were wearing KFC uniforms, sweeping the spotless floor, wiping the restrooms which met hygiene standards, and even behind each of the eight cash registers stood a beautiful woman, smiling and waiting to say "Welcome" when Miss Yan came every ten days or so.
They actually opened a fried chicken shop just for her in the heart of the city's pedestrian street, where land is incredibly valuable!
Rong Yan had spent lavishly on women before, but seeing this scene, he still crossed his arms and sighed, "Why didn't my mother give birth to me as a girl?"
Gu Yan practiced her finger-flicking skills with golden and crispy popcorn chicken. After flicking a large portion, she finally succeeded in leaving some light yellow marks and a fried smell strong enough to trigger his rhinitis on Rong Yan's white suit.
The eldest brother seemed to be blind and showed no sign of intervening, so Rong Yan had no choice but to pretend to be oblivious, clenching his teeth and cursing the person's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.
After all the details were discussed and Rong Yan, whose temple was bulging with veins, was seen off, Liang Feifan breathed a sigh of relief and went over to pick up the woman on the sofa. "Why did you keep provoking him?"
Gu Yan didn't answer, she just hummed.
She never provoked Chen Yubai. The other three younger ones were about her age and often joined her in her antics, so they didn't get along well. Only this gentle and refined Rong Yan, a scion of a prominent family and a handsome young man, somehow managed to displease Miss Gu, and every time she saw him, she would cause a scene.
He buried his face in the crook of her shoulder and took a deep breath.
"Want some egg tarts?" Gu Yan felt something hard and erect between the thighs of the person sitting down, so she quickly changed the subject.
"I'd rather eat you." His voice began to grow dangerously hoarse.
Even so, I still took a bite of the sweet egg tart from her hand, suppressing my desire. Last night was too intense; when we finished and I carried her to wash up in the early hours, I discovered she was bleeding, her vaginal opening was slightly torn, and there were abrasions inside. I can't touch her for several days now.
"Yan'er, don't go to work these next few days, stay with me."
Gu Yan tilted her head, and Liang Feifan couldn't help but kiss her twice. "I'm with you every night, aren't I? The company is very busy right now, I can't leave."
Liang Feifan couldn't help but laugh. Perhaps the whole company was busier with her than anything else?
Actually, he knew that Fang Yicheng had been loitering around Yuanda every day for the past two days, and he didn't really want them to meet.
"Do you know I don't want to hurt you?" He asked in a hoarse voice as he watched her happily licking the spoon with the sundae rolled up in it, his lower body aching.
"Hmm."
"Then don't try to seduce me, okay?"
Gu Yan wanted to roll her eyes; she was the one with bad intentions, yet she was blaming her.
"My sister is coming back tomorrow, and I'm going to pick her up."
Gu Yan stood up and said to him very seriously.
"She just got back from her business trip, she must be exhausted. How about we treat her to dinner in a couple of days and then get together?" He really didn't want to see Gu Mingzhu, that extortion queen.
"This is not good." Gu Yan frowned.
Helpless, Liang Feifan pulled her into his arms and kissed her wildly. "You! Fine, let's call Lao Wu to go together tomorrow."
young
Fortunately, Li Weiran was there.
Gu Mingzhu was followed by a long line of special assistants. They got off the plane looking travel-worn, rattling off orders and rushing forward without paying attention to anyone.
Gu Yan was completely at a loss in front of this older sister, and followed her pitifully with her head down.
Liang Feifan frowned and gave a slight nod, and Li Weiran quickly stepped forward to chase after the Queen.
So when they left the airport, the special assistants were gone. Li Weiran was driving and talking to Gu Mingzhu in the passenger seat. Gu Yan hesitated for a long time before weakly asking, "Sister, are you... busy lately?"
Gu Mingzhu didn't even turn her head, replying with a single, indifferent word, "Busy."
Liang Feifan felt the person next to him tremble, and felt a pang of pity. "Is it about the government's recent bidding process?"
Gu Mingzhu did not answer, but a faint smile appeared on her lips. If the Liang family withdrew from the competition, she would definitely win this project.
I exchanged a glance with him in the rearview mirror. Great, the agreement is in effect.
She glanced out the window, adjusted her expression, and turned back to him in a kind and gentle manner. "After flying for more than ten hours, I'm really tired. Why don't we go home for dinner? Dad's home too, and the whole family can get together. Xiaoyan, okay?"
Gu Yan smiled brightly, her lips pursed, "Mm!"
The driver sighed. "Sigh, such a big chunk of fatty meat was sent away. Gu Yan, she really is a beauty that could topple kingdoms with a smile."
Liang Feifan was furious.
Everyone in the secretary's office noticed this, and the atmosphere in the president's office was so tense that it was completely silent all morning. Even the five general managers found various excuses to skip the morning's routine gathering.
The "family dinner" that came as a reward for a case worth hundreds of millions was a feast that Liang Feifan practically overturned the table with. Gu Boyun, acting like a doting father, said something like, "When people get old, they think about enjoying their grandchildren. You two are at the age where you should be settling down. You need to start paying more attention to yourselves. How can you keep putting it off like this?"
Delay? Does he think Liang Feifan is invisible?! What's most infuriating is that damned woman Gu Yan. Gu Mingzhu didn't even raise an eyebrow, but Gu Yan was nodding vigorously as if saying "Dad is right," which made him furious.
Gu Mingzhu's few words had turned him into a little drunkard. His flushed face made him want to pounce on her and give her a good spanking from head to toe, but he was also mindful of her health, so he could only press her down and kiss her passionately until the world seemed to end.
"Mr. Liang, you have a phone call."
"who."
One word was enough to freeze Secretary Lin's tongue: "Mr. Fang... Mr. Fang Yicheng, the number is the switchboard for President Ji."
"Bring them in."
"Good morning, President Liang." A gentle male voice came from the receiver.
"Speak quickly if you have something to say."
"Oh, it's like this. I've been back for half a year now, and I haven't had a chance to get together with my old friends. I was wondering if President Liang has time tonight? I'd like to invite you and Xiaoyan to have a casual meal together."
Liang Feifan's knuckles cracked from the affectionate "little cigarette" he was using, and he sneered, "I'll definitely be there."
"Thank you for the honor."
"You're welcome."
Have you ever loved someone when you were young? The most beautiful age, the purest youth, a love that you can never forget for the rest of your life.
If you had that kind of understanding, you'd probably understand Gu Yan's feelings right now. The handsome young man in black from her youth seemed to have traveled through time, leaning against the car door, his smile as pure and passionate as ever.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Fang Yicheng had actually waited a long time and watched her for a long time. When she finally noticed him, she greeted him casually. He suppressed his rapid breathing and tried his best to make his voice sound calm. He had been preparing for this moment for two whole years.
Gu Yan looked at him blankly. Seven years had passed, and he stood before her, smiling as if nothing had happened, and said, "Long time no see."
It's been so long.
Ruan Wushuang's twisted, ashen face flashed by, and Gu Yan shuddered, slowly regaining her senses. "Yes, it's been a long time. How have you been?"
Two people who once loved each other earnestly exchanged pleasantries—what a poignant scene.
"Would you like to have dinner together tonight?" Fang Yicheng invited with great flair.
Gu Yan hesitated, wondering if her heart was strong enough to support her through a meal.
"Just want to chat, Xiaoyan. It's been so many years, I really miss you," Fang Yicheng said with a wry smile, pleading softly.
Gu Yan sat blankly in her office all day, repeatedly thinking about how to handle dinner that evening.
He hadn't changed much; he was still just as handsome, even the curve of his smile was the same. But the more he looked like that, the colder Gu Yan felt inside.