Chapter 3 – You Have to Like Me (H)
Yu Li had originally wanted to rinse herself off first and wash away the bodily fluids coating her, but Chi Zhaoying entered the bathroom before she could.
She seemed rather impatient.
Yu Li tucked the hair beside her ear back, her face growing warm.
Naturally, she couldn’t bring herself to suggest that they shower together. She had always been too inhibited for that.
Chi Zhaoying was breathtakingly beautiful, possessing an innate air of nobility and exquisitely striking features. She resembled a red rose covered in thorns, as well as a sharp blade sealed within a glacier.
Although Chi Zhaoying was always gentle and submissive in front of her, Yu Li knew perfectly well that despite her passionate appearance, her nature was extremely cold.
Sometimes, Chi Zhaoying would gaze directly and unwaveringly into her eyes, deliberately allowing Yu Li to see her apparent sincerity. Yet Yu Li fell for that trick every time, surrendering beneath her gaze.
That intense, unblinking stare never failed to make Yu Li’s legs go weak.
Perhaps Chi Zhaoying herself didn’t realize just how naked and aggressive her gaze could be.
…
When Chi Zhaoying emerged from the bathroom, she had also washed something else.
Their free time was always fragmented, so Chi Zhaoying had developed the habit of keeping their sex toys in her luggage, ensuring they would be readily available whenever an opportunity like this arose.
She disinfected and cleaned the strap-on before placing it on the bedside table. Then she leaned over and pressed Yu Li beneath her.
“We don’t need to use that, do we…?” Yu Li naturally wrapped her arms around Chi Zhaoying’s shoulders. She glanced at the overtly erotic toy beside them and spoke softly.
“We do.” Chi Zhaoying paused.
Catching another trace of that sweet fragrance with her next breath, she drew back slightly and looked steadily at Yu Li.
“You’re becoming more and more sensitive.”
She stated it openly and watched the blush on the young Alpha’s cheeks deepen.
After only one brief round earlier, Yu Li had already lost control and come, flooding Chi Zhaoying’s mouth with her juices.
Of course they needed it.
There had once been an occasion when Yu Li was so busy rehearsing for a concert that she repeatedly delayed dealing with the reactions caused by her rut. By the time Chi Zhaoying noticed something was wrong, Yu Li could barely recognize anyone.
Yu Li had cried throughout that entire night, soaking the sheets completely. It was impossible to tell whether there had been more vaginal fluid or tears.
Perhaps Heaven had decided that Yu Li was too perfect and needed to be burdened with such a serious flaw.
She was an Alpha with only C-rank mental strength, so weak that she lacked even the stamina to endure sex and could do nothing but bite her lip and cry.
Chi Zhaoying returned to her senses and found herself staring into Yu Li’s beautiful eyes. Her heart softened, and she couldn’t resist reaching out to cover them.
She blocked Yu Li’s gaze.
Lowering her head, she kissed Yu Li. As she closed her own eyes, she withdrew her hand. The sound of rustling fabric gradually filled the air, and the shapes beneath the sheets shifted several times before Chi Zhaoying grasped Yu Li’s waist.
“Mmh…” Yu Li flinched.
The young woman beneath her had smooth, silky skin. The thin sheen of sweat left over from her dance had made the little cake’s sweet fragrance even richer.
Yet it wasn’t cloying. It was so delicious that Chi Zhaoying’s mouth began to water.
When Chi Zhaoying pushed her fingers inside, Yu Li’s eyes visibly reddened, as though Chi Zhaoying were bullying her.
And Chi Zhaoying truly did want to bully her.
Such a delicate, soft, and slippery little cake made her want to…
Pound the base of the cake into pieces and smear its cream everywhere.
She wanted to make an utter mess of Yu Li until all she could do was bite her crimson lips, her eyes filled with dew-like tears as she gazed pitifully at Chi Zhaoying.
She wanted to strip away Yu Li’s usual aloofness and turn her into a delicious little cake.
Before meeting Yu Li, Chi Zhaoying had never known she was capable of such strange thoughts.
Nor would she ever have such thoughts about anyone else.
The only explanation was that Yu Li was simply too perfect.
…
The seductive flesh wrapped around Chi Zhaoying’s fingers was slick and warm, occasionally tightening around them with a faint sucking motion that sent a ripple through her heart.
Steadying her wrist, she began thrusting her fingers in and out.
The only unattractive part of Chi Zhaoying’s body was her hands. The harsh conditions she had lived in as a child had ensured that they didn’t resemble the hands of a twenty-three-year-old celebrity.
After several years of care, they had improved considerably. Yet every time she entered Yu Li’s body, Chi Zhaoying’s heart still clenched with worry that she might hurt the delicate, fragile heiress.
After several thrusts, the corners of Yu Li’s eyes grew increasingly red. Tears welled within them and looked ready to spill at any moment.
She appeared pitiful and on the verge of tears.
Chi Zhaoying couldn’t withstand an expression like that. She awkwardly turned her gaze aside, but slowed the movements of her hand even further.
She could only be careful—careful, and then even more careful.
“A-Chi, mmh… It’s too deep…” Yu Li’s brows drew together as she spread her legs farther, unable to bear it.
She wasn’t lying entirely flat. Nestled among the bedding, her upper and lower body were slightly folded into an almost curled position, allowing Chi Zhaoying’s fingers to penetrate more deeply.
The pressure left her feeling stretched and full.
Yu Li whimpered several times and rubbed against the sheets, trying to relax so she could accept Chi Zhaoying’s penetration.
“A-Chi…” she murmured, wrapping her arms around Chi Zhaoying’s shoulders and back.
Chi Zhaoying said nothing, responding to Yu Li with her movements alone. She was taller than the average female Omega. Beneath her, the frail Alpha heiress looked more like an Omega instead.
Chi Zhaoying supported herself with one hand while keeping the other between Yu Li’s legs, her fingers buried inside her body.
Yu Li’s arousal was already trickling outward. Whenever her inner walls contracted, more fluid slowly overflowed, making Chi Zhaoying’s knuckles even wetter.
She began thrusting gently.
“Mmh… Mmmh.” Yu Li’s body trembled in response to the pleasure striking her.
Chi Zhaoying maintained the rhythm, gradually increasing her speed. Inevitably, her thrusts also became somewhat deeper and heavier.
“Young Miss.” She kissed the corner of Yu Li’s brow and softened her voice. “Don’t worry.”
She coaxed her gently.
The little cake was far too soft and fragile. Although Chi Zhaoying constantly warned herself to keep her distance from Yu Li, lest she fall into the whirlpool of love and become unable to escape, Yu Li’s vulnerable appearance still softened her heart and made her want to comfort her.
“Mmh… A-Chi, I—ah… Faster…”
In the end, Yu Li couldn’t resist the temptation of desire. Chi Zhaoying’s few slow thrusts had already aroused an overwhelming wave of lust within her.
Her lower back tingled numbly. Nestled among the bedding, her body felt as soft and weightless as though she were falling through the clouds.
Chi Zhaoying bent lower, tightened her wrist, and accelerated the movements of her fingers.
“Mmh! Ah~ Ah, hnngh… Mmh, ah…”
Under the relentless barrage of Chi Zhaoying’s skillful movements, Yu Li quickly became unable to endure it. Moan after moan escaped her, and her arms tightened more and more around Chi Zhaoying’s shoulders and back.
Their bodies were tangled beneath the soft quilt, which muffled some of the wet sounds produced by their movements.
The little cake’s sweet fragrance grew increasingly intense.
Chi Zhaoying frowned. Her mouth and tongue felt unbearably dry, and she couldn’t stop herself from burying her face against Yu Li’s neck and breathing in that tempting scent.
The sweetness raised her body temperature, evaporating what little moisture remained and making her feel even hotter. Yet she was also like a traveler lost in the desert, able to ease her burning thirst only by clinging to the oasis-like mirage beneath her.
Delicious and seductive.
It made her unbearably hot, yet also made her mouth water.
Chi Zhaoying’s breathing grew heavier. Lying atop Yu Li, she accelerated her wrist once again, thrusting her fingers more roughly into the Alpha’s pussy.
“Ah… A-A-Chi…”
The repeated thrusting and pounding dragged out even more nectar. The skin between Yu Li’s thighs and along the cleft of her ass was unbearably slick, but she had no room left in her mind to care.
Chi Zhaoying had fucked her completely senseless.
When Chi Zhaoying plunged her fingers inside once more and the knuckles remaining outside ground against the petals of Yu Li’s vulva, Yu Li abruptly began to tremble.
Her entire body jerked before she desperately tightened her arms around Chi Zhaoying.
“Mm… Don’t… I don’t want any more…” She buried her face against Chi Zhaoying’s neck and pleaded softly.
Her voice was weak and her tone gentle.
Chi Zhaoying understood Yu Li’s reactions perfectly. The pleasure of her orgasm had left her dazed. Although she was still capable of voicing her pleas, her thoughts had already gone completely blank.
At a time like this, no matter what Chi Zhaoying said, Yu Li would obediently and softly agree.
To put it crudely, Yu Li had been fucked into submission.
The heiress was truly delicious enough to drive someone to their death.
…
“Relax. Spread your legs a little farther,” Chi Zhaoying murmured.
The realistic strap-on cock was pressed between Yu Li’s legs. It had been coated in lubricant, and its carefully modeled head glistened beneath a layer of wet, translucent liquid.
Yu Li was always particularly obedient at times like this. She spread her legs farther apart, then nervously pulled over the nearby quilt and hugged it tightly.
Chi Zhaoying grasped the toy between her legs and slowly pushed her hips forward.
The cock pressed into Yu Li’s vulva, stretching open her entrance before gradually sinking into her vagina.
“Mmh…” Yu Li’s brows drew together slightly as a sheen of moisture appeared in her eyes. “Slowly.”
The lubricant worked well, and Yu Li was already wet enough. The cock entered without much difficulty, but the obvious tightness resisting its penetration made Chi Zhaoying hold her breath.
Her heart pounded, warning her to be even gentler.
After a moderate amount of effort, the realistic cock was finally buried to its base. Chi Zhaoying relaxed slightly and began thrusting her hips.
“Ah… Mmh, mmmh…”
Yu Li’s arms gradually tightened around the quilt. Her bare shoulders rose slightly, turning a faint shade of pink beneath the stimulation of their lovemaking.
Her cool aloofness had been wiped away and replaced by a delicate beauty capable of throwing anyone’s heart into disarray.
Chi Zhaoying moved gently, carefully checking after every thrust that Yu Li could endure it. The cock was coated in her fluids, allowing it to slide smoothly in and out.
“A-Chi… A-Chi…” Yu Li began moaning softly, occasionally calling Chi Zhaoying’s name.
When the cock struck all the way inside her once again, she paused to steady her breathing. Then she frowned and spoke.
“A-Chi, hold me…”
She wasn’t acting spoiled. Although her voice was soft and her tone light—like the palest fragment of cloud in the distant sky that would vanish with the gentlest touch—she delivered those spoiled words as a simple statement.
Young Miss Yu didn’t seem to know how to act spoiled.
She was always so cool and distant that she reminded Chi Zhaoying of the refreshing chill left in one’s mouth after finishing a mint.
Nevertheless, Chi Zhaoying lowered herself and followed Yu Li’s request, gently wrapping her arms around her.
The movement caused the cock to slip partially out, leaving only half of it buried inside while drawing out a gush of fluid.
Chi Zhaoying moved slightly.
“Mmh… Ah!”
Yu Li trembled in surprise. Her hands tightened against Chi Zhaoying’s shoulders, her fingertips digging into the flesh and causing a faint sting.
Chi Zhaoying knew all of Yu Li’s reactions. She understood that the heiress probably found the position uncomfortable.
Lowering her head, she kissed Yu Li’s forehead before reaching between her legs to investigate.
Her hand came away coated in slippery fluid, making her even more conscious of Yu Li’s softness. Tempted, she touched Yu Li’s vulva, found her clitoris, and gently rubbed it.
“Ah…” Yu Li seemingly hadn’t expected her to do that and released a soft moan.
Chi Zhaoying didn’t tease her for long. After rubbing several times, she moved down to Yu Li’s entrance.
It was wet and soft, continuously seeping nectar.
She grasped the exposed shaft, guided it through several gentle thrusts, and adjusted the angle of penetration.
Yu Li’s breathing gradually became smoother.
Chi Zhaoying withdrew her hand and braced herself against the mattress once more. Gently rolling her hips, she resumed thrusting.
“Mmh…” Yu Li narrowed her peach-blossom eyes, which were covered in an alluring mist of moisture.
As the cock repeatedly slid in and out, she released soft moans from time to time.
They resembled the gentle raindrops of early summer, falling one by one into Chi Zhaoying’s heart.
—A-Chi, you have to like me.—
Those words suddenly surfaced in her mind.
The gentle raindrops instantly transformed into towering waves, and Chi Zhaoying’s heart clenched.
Yu Li was the heiress of the Yu Corporation, an unshakable commercial empire not only nationwide but throughout the world. Yu Li herself was so exceptional that people hardly dared look directly at her.
She was only nineteen, yet she had already become a legend in the music world.
From child prodigy to little princess and then to living legend, her titles changed as she grew older.
The person named Yu Li remained unchanged.
Yet someone like her was Chi Zhaoying’s wife.
She confessed her love to Chi Zhaoying and asked Chi Zhaoying to like her.
She sounded almost humble.
But Chi Zhaoying was merely an ordinary mortal from an impoverished rural family.
How could she possibly accept that?
How could she dare?
Her lower body continued thrusting without pause while countless unspoken thoughts surged through her heart.
“A-Chi…” Seeming to sense that Chi Zhaoying’s ardor had cooled, Yu Li gently embraced her.
Chi Zhaoying was about to speak when the doorbell rang.
Her mind went blank.
By the time she recovered, she had already pulled out of Yu Li’s body, stood up, and walked away.
It was remarkably heartless.
Chi Zhaoying glanced back. Yu Li was completely hidden beneath the raised mound of the quilt.
She lowered her head and didn’t look again.
“Sister Zhaoying, you never replied to my messages on WeChat. I figured the two of you must have finished dinner by now, so I brought the milk tea over!”
Her assistant Xiao Yan’s energetic voice came through the intercom.
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