Next time?
Su Man thought Zhou Chengjing’s standard of measure was his own self-righteousness, and he withdrew his so-called punishment based on her “requests.” She made up her mind never to give him this chance again.
After that day, she developed the habit of checking the peephole before opening the door, subtly urging Wang Li to come home earlier every day. Sometimes when Wang Li mentioned Zhou Chengjing, she remained silent, avoiding any possibility of further involvement with him.
But Wang Li kept talking incessantly, saying how intimidating Zhou Chengjing could be when he got angry in meetings, that there was some unclear relationship between him and a female secretary in the office, and that the watches he wore cost millions…
Su Man finally couldn’t stand it anymore and said, “Why don’t you quit your job?”
“Huh? What’s wrong?” Wang Li was puzzled. “Honey, are you kidding me?”
Su Man didn’t have the courage to tell Wang Li about the boundary-crossing incident between her and Zhou Chengjing that day, so she could only say, “I don’t think that Mr. Zhou is a good person. Last time when you made a mistake, not only were you not fined, but you also got extra rewards, which is strange.”
Wang Li blindly confident replied, “It shows that Mr. Zhou appreciates me. He’s a good person and takes care of me privately.”
That’s even more inappropriate.
Su Man tried to make him understand, “Honey, you just graduated last year, with limited work experience. Even if you’re capable, there are so many outstanding people. Can he appreciate and take care of all of them?”
Su Man didn’t phrase it too harshly, but Wang Li sensed it, and he was very angry. “In the end, you just think I’m incompetent and don’t deserve such a good job, right?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Su Man wanted to explain, but Wang Li brought up old grievances and couldn’t listen.
At that time, he proposed right after graduating from university, with no house, no car, and no savings. Su Man, relying on two years of affection and hopeful expectations for the future, agreed, but Su’s mother always felt he was useless and still didn’t give him any good face.
The two started to argue again, and this time Wang Li slammed the door and left, saying, “I’m going to my mother’s.”
He didn’t return all night.
The next day, Su Man had obvious dark circles under her eyes. To ease the tension, after work, she deliberately bought a chicken intending to make soup for Wang Li. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
They lived on the sixth floor, and as she climbed to the third floor, the door of 302 suddenly opened, and Zhou Chengjing grabbed Su Man’s arm, pulling her into the room.
Su Man was startled. “Ah, let go of me…”
“Did he anger you again?” Zhou Chengjing pressed her against the door, “I told you, next time, I won’t be polite.”
He leaned down and kissed her mouth that was still screaming, swallowing all the sound into his stomach. His lips and tongue invaded, violently stirring in her mouth. He sucked on Su Man’s soft tongue, licked her teeth, pressed his knee between her legs, and grabbed her mounds forcefully.
“Mm, mm…”
The things in Su Man’s hands fell to the ground as she pushed and pounded Zhou Chengjing, but it was futile.
The air in her mouth was sucked dry, his agile and powerful tongue wreaking havoc everywhere, making her feel ticklish, uncontrollably secreting saliva, which Zhou Chengjing hooked away, swallowed, and she also swallowed some of his. His hand on her chest had already unbuttoned her bra, the palm pressed against the tender and soft flesh of her mounds, squeezing and stimulating her nipples.
She wasn’t an inexperienced girl. Despite her mental resistance, her body seemed to remember the pleasure from last time and gave an instinctive response.
Her legs didn’t close, and gradually, some moisture began to flow out from below. Su Man’s body weakened, struggling less because of difficulty breathing.