Chapter 15: Not later

The harsh and cold voice revealed his annoyance, he had no time and patience to tune a woman.
She is too tender, if he hadn't read her information, he would have doubted whether she was an adult.
Shen Youran bravely bravely bowed up and murmured: "Last time...I was afraid of pain."
Ji Jinchuan frowned slightly and said lightly: "The first meeting will not happen in the future."
She doubted Ji Jinchuan's words and tried to kiss him and accept him.
After a long lingering kiss, she breathed slightly, her tight body became a little soft under his caress, like a mess of mud, soft and unreasonable.
Her little white face was as blushing as rosy, charming and bright, her dark eyes with a hazy blur, with a fresh beauty.
Ji Jinchuan was already emotional, sinking into the body and pushing in. Although he was still tight, the smooth runway accepted him smoothly.
The moment she just entered, Shen Youran wrinkled her eyebrows slightly. Although there was some pain, the slight pain was gradually replaced by the filled pleasure.
This time the feeling is different from the last time, it is a very wonderful feeling, with physical and mental pleasure.
She never knew that this kind of thing can make people forget any people and things, or even trouble.
After a while, she dragged her tired body into the bathroom. When she came out, she saw that Jin Jinchuan was making a phone call around the towel. He turned his back to her, revealing the perfect body line.
Looking at the messy bed, she thought of the body they were entwined with just now, as well as her occasional whine, she couldn't help but flush her cheeks.
She glanced at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening. If she went back late, she would alarm the old man and inevitably beat her up. Although she was used to it, she didn't want to hurt her mother.
Every time he made a mistake, Mr. Shen would count Tang Huiru, saying that she had never struggled to have a son.
Tang Huiru's temper is very forbearing, no matter how the old man's oppression is silent, but she has seen her hide in the room and weep.
She did not greet Ji Jinchuan, carrying the bag on the sofa lightly and leaving, closing the door.
When I left the hotel, I saw that Pharaoh's car was still waiting outside the mall. She repeated her tricks, walked into the back door of the mall, bought some things at will, walked out of the mall and sat in the car.
Mr. Wang leaned on the seat and took a nap. He heard the sound of the door slamming, and he rubbed his eyes: "Miss Two, shall we go back now?"
Shen Youran threw the shopping bag in his hand to the back seat: "Well, go back."
Back home, there was a light in the living room, and she walked a little, it was not too late at ten thirty. I hope it was the light left by the maid, not that the old man and Shen Yaoting were waiting for her.
She carried the shopping bag in her hand into the living room. On the sofa in the living room, Tang Huiru slept on the armrest with one hand, and covered a thin blanket on her leg.
Grandpa Shen and Shen Yaoting are not there, they should have fallen asleep, and Tang Huiru is waiting for her to come back.
Squatting in front of the sofa, watching Tang Huiru's quiet sleep, Shen Youran felt a sour heart for a while. At this home, it was only she who really loved her.
She whispered: "Mom."
Tang Huiru opened his eyes, tired with unstoppable sleepiness in his eyes: "Come back? Come back to your room and rest."
With a heavy nasal sound, she yelled Tang Huiru on the second floor and took her outside the door. She waited until the lights in the room went out before returning to her room.