Beloved Little Treasure

Note: Chapter sixty-six contains mature content. Readers not of a mature age, skip chapter sixty-six.

Yuan Gun Gun knelt on the bathroom floor, and diligently massaged Hao Yan Che’s body from his neck to his lower back.

A long time later, Hao Yan Che’s body felt relaxed.

‘Enough,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun let go of Hao Yan Che’s back, and she remembered to breathe before she suffocated.

Hao Yan Che got out of the bathtub, grabbed a towel, dried his body and put on a nightshirt. Then he knelt in front of Yuan Gun Gun and caressed her hot face.

‘Do you want me to help you take a bath?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Are you sure?’ Hao Yan Che teased.

‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said and pressed her hand against her chest to calm her racing heart.

Hao Yan Che let Yuan Gun Gun off the hook. He stood and walked outside to the bed. If he turned around, he would have saw her collapsed because of her stiff muscles, especially her tightened heart.

In the bedroom, Hao Yan Che sat on the bed and he turned on the TV. Remembering Yuan Gun Gun’s rosy shy face in the bathroom made him smile.

Seconds later, Yuan Gun Gun ran to the bedroom to blindly grab her underwear and nightshirt from a drawer. Then she ran back to the bathroom and hit her head on a wall.

‘Ah…’ Yuan Gun Gun cried out.

Yuan Gun Gun heard Hao Yan Che got out of bed, she suppressed her pain and ran back to the bathroom.

On the bed Hao Yan Che smiled, because he felt his rice ball was amusing.

One hour later, the rice ball didn’t come out of the bathroom.

Two hours later, the rice ball still didn’t come out of the bathroom.

Three hours later, Hao Yan Che walked to the bathroom.

Hao Yan Che didn’t know what Yuan Gun Gun was thinking sitting on the bathroom floor. He pulled her up.

‘Do you intend to sleep here?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to the bedroom and tossed her onto the bed.

‘Ow…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che pounced onto Yuan Gun Gun’s body, and kissed her lips.

‘Um…’ Yuan Gun Gun moaned.

Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun’s soft body under her nightshirt, and his whole body lit on fire. His lips trailed kissed down to her neck.

Yuan Gun Gun’s body tensed when she felt Hao Yan Che’s hand moved below her stomach, and she gripped his shoulders.

‘Um… young master… you can’t…’ Yuan Gun Gun said softly.

Hao Yan Che continued to nibble Yuan Gun Gun’s neck, and his fingers caressed the honeypot between her legs.

‘Um… young master… can’t…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun bit her lips and shook her head. She couldn’t stop the tingling sensation in her body.

‘Um… you don’t need to…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Tears of pleasure and pain flowed slowly out of Yuan Gun Gun’s eyes.

Hao Yan Che’s violet eyes looked unsatisfied at Yuan Gun Gun.

‘Be quiet,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che unbuttoned Yuan Gun Gun’s nightshirt, and tossed it on the floor. Her hands covered her breasts, he pulled her hands up and pinned her hands above her head. He breathed heavily, it was the first time he experienced a painful erection.

‘Um… can’t…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun’s soft breasts and suckled her nipples.

‘Um…’ Yuan Gun Gun moaned.

Yuan Gun Gun didn’t know why her body felt strange.

‘Young master… I don’t want to… not like this…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun cried. She didn’t want to give herself to Hao Yan Che, because he didn’t love her.

Hao Yan Che’s heart tightened to see fear in Yuan Gun Gun’s eyes. He endured his painful desire and let go of Yuan Gun Gun.

‘Be quiet and sleep,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che jumped out of bed, strode stiffly to the bathroom and slammed the bathroom door closed.

Yuan Gun Gun wiped her tears and stared at the closed bathroom door, Hao Yan Che was angry. She put her nightshirt back on, and buttoned her nightshirt. She remembered her mummy told her that two people could only be intimate with each other if they loved each other. There was no reason for Hao Yan Che to be angry, because he didn’t love her.

Yuan Gun Gun got out of bed, and walked back to the pink bedroom. She laid on the comfortable pink bed, and thought about the way Hao Yan Che touched and kissed her body. When she rubbed his kiss marks on her neck, she felt her body turn hot.

In the master bedroom, Hao Yan Che’s body was still stiff after coming out of the bathroom. He didn’t see his rice ball on the bed and stiffly strode to the pink bedroom.

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End of Chapter Sixty-Six