Chapter 642 - Let’s Talk About Love (1)
Of course she would breastfeed the baby when the time came.
But it felt really strange that he was raising such a question.
Gu Mohan breathed beside her ear and it gave her goosebumps. She glared at him with her lustrous eyes. “Gu Mohan, where’s your manners? Can’t you be more sophisticated when you’re speaking?”
“How am I unsophisticated, just because I mentioned that the baby is going to feed on your breasts?”
He even repeated it?
Tang Mo’er stretched one leg out, kicking his thigh.
Gu Mohan suddenly kissed her on the lips and his kiss slowly moved downwards. “I want to do it too…”
But she could tell he was tall and brawny, and see that he had both arms and legs tied to the chair. In the darkness, the room was totally silent. It was so quiet that she could hear the man’s breathing.
He was breathing heavily and his chest seemed to be pumping. He appeared to be suffering from some form of great pain.
He was breathing in and out, exhaling loudly…
His breathing was heavy, and it was a little manly at the same time.
An’an moved her legs, she wanted to get closer to him.
But she heard a hoarse voice. “Who is it?”
The chair moved a little, in the darkness, a pair of bloodshot eyes riveted on her.
It was rather fierce and An’an turned around, wanting to run out of the room and escape.
She heard a sound behind her. Though the man was tied to the chair, he had already freed himself from the strings and climbed up from the ground. He began to chase after her.
An’an had already run to the door and she was about to reach the brightness outside again. Stretching out her hand, she reached to pull the door open.
But someone had arrived even quicker, slamming the door closed.
Seeing the door being slammed closed, An’an wasn’t even able to reach before a muscular arm was around her waist, turning her around.
Her back was against the door and the man had sandwiched her between the door and his chest.
“Who are you? What do you want from me? Let go of me, let go of me right now!” An’an started pummeling him.
Her hands were on his muscles and they started tensing up, getting rock solid.
His upper half was bare and he only wore a pair of long pants beneath. She had accidentally touched his skin and felt his muscles. She couldn’t deny that he was kind of sexy.
There were many wounds on his body, some had healed and formed scabs but others weren’t. She ran her fingers over them and felt bad for him.
He was full of sweat and her hands were wet after touching him.
He had pressed her down and wasn’t willing to let go of her.
An’an started to put up a bigger struggle, wriggling around in his arms. “Let go, if you’re not going to let go then I’ll shout for help! Is there anyone there, helpーmmh!”
He had bent down and kissed her on the lips.
I’ve been kissed?
I’ve been kissed by a stranger!
An’an’s pupils dilated with horror, she used both arms and legs to kick him, wanting to get out of his arms.
He continued kissing her lips, or rather, it was more like biting on her lips. It wasn’t known whether it was because of a lack of experience or purely because he was in pain, he continued treating her roughly.
He then tried to push his tongue inside her mouth.
Mmgh!
No!
An’an grit her teeth, not allowing him in.
He picked up her jaw with one calloused palm and pinched her, An’an knitted her brows and naturally opened her mouth to gasp in pain.
Her mouth was tiny, he barely managed to extend his tongue inside her mouth and it was already full.
“Mmm… mmm!” An’an was feeling unwell.
His mouth was bitter, he seemed to have consumed some bitter medicinal herbs. It was so bitter, her face contorted into a grimace.
Her mouth was sweet and the same went for her body scent. It was sweet, a little milky, the unique scent of an 18 year old.
It was simply irresistible for the man in front of her.
An’an was feeling pain, her body was hurting all over.
He was kissing her so vigorously, like he was about to devour her whole. His beard was prickly. It didn’t seem like he had shaved in a very long time. It hurt!