Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 750 - 32: That Experience Was Extremely Traumatic!
After exiting the elevator, Tang Yige didn’t give herself time to hesitate or feel upset. She took a breath and quickly walked towards room 603.
Standing in front of the suite door, Tang Yige raised her hand and pressed the doorbell.
Her fingers trembled as she lowered her hand.
Yige was now so nervous that she had completely lost track of time.
Her whole body was tense and a bit bewildered.
Suddenly. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
The door opened in front of her.
Tang Yige’s long eyelashes fluttered gently. She was pulled into the suite by a warm hand that clasped her wrist.
Bam.
The door slammed shut behind her.
Immediately, her back was pressed against the door by a wide chest.
A familiar, crisp scent wafted to her nose. Tang Yige stiffly lifted her eyes, her eyeballs trembled with disbelief.
Two slender fingers pinched her chin.
Tang Yige felt the presence becoming more intense and closer.
At the moment her lips were sealed, her heart started beating wildly and irregularly.
Her wrists were pinned to the door panels on either side of her by the man in front of her. His chest was so close, the rolling heat seeped through her clothes like boiling stones, burning her skin.
Tang Yige suddenly took a deep breath, quivering lightly against his soft mouth, "I want to take a shower first."
"No need." Rong Sinan suddenly tightened his grip on her waist, pressing their bodies seamlessly against one another.
Tang Yige trembled uncontrollably, freeing a hand to clutch his collar, her eyelashes shaking wildly and lowering.
The layers of fabric on her body diminished one by one.
Tang Yige shivered from body to soul, almost to a terrifying point where she couldn’t stop.
Rong Sinan noticed.
The thin lips pressed against hers slowly withdrew from her lips.
The large hand on her waist moved upward, cupping her flushed cheek, his nose intimately against hers, his clear eyes rolling with sparks. In a husky voice, he asked, "Scared?"
Tang Yige held her breath.
Her pupils shrank tightly, a clear sign of extreme nervousness.
Is it possible not to be nervous?
Even though she is now thirty-two years old.
But in terms of experience, she only had it once... and that experience was extremely brutal!
Throughout the process, she felt nothing but pain, bewilderment, and then passed out.
So the only impression left in her mind was pain!
Besides.
If there was mutual consent, it would be fine.
Now, clearly, they were... having an affair!
Although Tang Yige had faced much unfairness, she believed her three views hadn’t been shattered.
She clearly knew what they were doing violated ethics!
Because of her inner resistance, she couldn’t relax and only grew more nervous.
Rong Sinan cupped her face again, kissed her tenderly for a while, and seeing her body still stiff and tense, had no choice but to push away from her, turning around, placing his hands on his hips, exhaling, and glancing sideways at Yige, with a hoarse voice said, "You go take a shower first."
"...Okay." Tang Yige almost stumbled into the bathroom, moving awkwardly.
Rong Sinan watched her enter the bathroom and exhaled a long breath.
...
Tang Yige took at least an hour before she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a robe and dawdling.
Rong Sinan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. Hearing the bathroom door open, he turned to look at Tang Yige emerging from inside.
Tang Yige clutched the collar of her robe nervously with both hands, her curly hair tied at the back, with her bangs and some hair at her temples slightly wet.
Her enchanting big eyes under the bangs were also gleaming with moisture.
Rong Sinan’s breathing deepened a bit. He asked, "Want something to drink?"
Something to drink?
Tang Yige looked up at him.
Rong Sinan’s eyes slightly narrowed, as he walked towards the liquor cabinet in the suite.
He took out a bottle of red wine, found a corkscrew to open it, then went to the dining table in the dining area, picked up two wine glasses, and headed to the sofa.
Tang Yige watched him in silence.
Until she saw him pour red wine into two glasses, she squeezed her hands and walked slowly towards him.
Rong Sinan poured the wine, placed the bottle on the coffee table, lifted his eyes, and glanced gently at Tang Yige.
Tang Yige walked over, glanced at the spot next to Rong Sinan, then at the other sofa, biting her lip softly, slightly conflicted.
"What’s wrong?"
Rong Sinan raised an eyebrow.
Tang Yige shook her head and finally sat on the sofa opposite Rong Sinan.
To this, Rong Sinan just squinted slightly, saying nothing.
He handed one of the wine glasses to Yige.
Tang Yige reached out to take it, gently swirling the liquid in the glass, lowering her eyelashes, and taking a sip.
France is famous for its wines, and the culture of wine is very rich and long-standing.
The wine slid over her tongue, down her throat, first astringent, then sweet, the aroma lingered on her palate, lingering long.
"Is it good?"
Seeing Tang Yige’s slightly upturned lips after she drank, Rong Sinan gently asked.
"...Hmm." Tang Yige nodded, "It’s very good."
Rong Sinan picked up the wine glass, took a sip at the rim, and finally said to Yige, "It’s not bad."
Tang Yige’s eyes moved slightly, then her eyelids dropped again, silently drinking the red wine sip by sip.
Tang Yige drank like this, and soon the glass was empty.
Rong Sinan’s eyes flickered, and picking up the bottle of red wine on the table, he got up and walked towards Tang Yige.
Tang Yige, "..."
The breathing suddenly grew close.
Felt the position beside her sink slightly.
Tang Yige’s scalp tingled, and she instinctively moved to one side.
Just as she was about to move, a sharp gaze shot over at her.
Yige’s back stiffened slightly, suddenly not daring to move.
Rong Sinan poured a third of the bottle for Yige.
Tang Yige’s eyelashes fluttered, and she picked up the glass to gulp the wine down.
"Drink this and take a rest."
"Pff... "
Tang Yige sprayed it out in fright, and started coughing right after.
Her face was red with embarrassment.
Rong Sinan’s lips twitched as he frowned, looking at Yige.
Tang Yige’s eyes blinked continuously, placing the glass down in a fluster, she pulled numerous tissues from the box on the coffee table, hurriedly wiping the wine from it.
Suddenly.
Her arm was caught.
Tang Yige’s actions came to a sudden halt, her upper body maintaining a forward-leaning posture.
Rong Sinan pulled her up.
Yige sat straight with a stiff back.
"Tang Yige."
Rong Sinan called her.
"..." Yige’s eyelashes flickered as she slowly turned her head to look at him.
"Kiss me." Rong Sinan squinted, suddenly said.
Tang Yige’s eyes widened, stunned.
"Kiss me!" Rong Sinan said again, with a hint of authority in his voice.
Yige clenched her trembling hands tightly, turning completely to face him, her flickering gaze fixed on his softly flushed lips.
Swallowing, Yige simply closed her eyes and leaned towards his lips.
But...
"Ah..."
Just as Tang Yige was about to reach Rong Sinan’s lips, Rong Sinan suddenly dodged to the side.
Yige lunged at him again, recklessly.
When he dodged, she clumsily fell into the sofa.
Tang Yige’s face sank into the sofa, awkwardly debating whether to get up herself.
A pop sound.
The sound of the wine bottle placed on the coffee table rang out.
Yige blinked softly, just about to turn to look.
Her shoulders were pressed down from above.
Immediately after, the man’s heavy body covered her from behind.
The sofa was soft.
Tang Yige felt her whole body sinking into the sofa.
Her robe was tugged down from the back collar.
Gentle kisses then began to fall on her nape and back.
The large hand pressing on her shoulder slid down her back, passing over her waist, and entered the middle of her robe from the front.
After taking a bath, Tang Yige wore nothing underneath.
Thus, his actions faced no obstacles.
Tang Yige was very nervous, her body very tense.
But she also sensed that this time, he was serious, and it was absolutely impossible to stop.
So Yige did not struggle, nor did she make a sound, silently enduring.
Her robe was pushed up to her waist, a heat beyond words pressed from behind.
Tang Yige closed her eyes tightly, gripping the sofa beneath her hard.
Excruciating pain forced tears out of Yige’s eyes.
The person behind, however, seemed to have entered a wondrous world, roaming freely without any restraint.
Yige thought she could endure it.
But less than two minutes later, Yige released her lower lip bitten until it drew blood, speaking with a weak and hoarse voice, "It hurts."
Yet, Rong Sinan kissed her cheek from behind, hoarsely saying, "Sorry."
Then, tirelessly continuing...
