NOVPUBWang Shuyao also noticed Chen Nan’s burning gaze, which threw her heart into chaos, like a frightened deer, and made her breathing much quicker.
Didn’t she know that Chen Nan had developed thoughts about her again?
After all, they had already done that thing before.
Although she felt very guilty towards her husband and had a strong sense of guilt in her heart.
But one thing was obvious.
She had experienced the joy of being a woman with Chen Nan.
Whether it was Chen Nan’s robust capital, or that burning hardness, and his wolf-like passion, it all left her, the young wife, endlessly reminiscing.
So much so, that recently when she was with her husband doing that thing, she imagined her husband as Chen Nan.
Only in this way could she feel happy.
Especially the incident where Chen Nan had forcefully taken her initially, it constantly resurfaced deep in her mind, making her cheeks flush and arousing a strong desire and impulse in her heart.
Even so, she feigned calm and opened the door, saw the things Chen Nan was holding, and complained: "Why did you buy so much stuff coming back to your own home? Come, quickly give them to me!"
"Auntie, I’ll handle it." Chen Nan replied with a smile, then entered the villa with the stuff.
Wang Shuyao poured a glass of water for Chen Nan, then said: "Your uncle is on a business trip and hasn’t returned yet, but he should be back before dinner. Watch some TV and rest for a while!"
Just then, a baby’s cry came from the master bedroom on the first floor.
Very soon.
A woman in her fifties carrying the little one came out, and upon seeing a guest at home, she smiled and nodded towards Chen Nan, then turned to Wang Shuyao and said: "The baby is hungry, you should feed him first!"
"Okay." Wang Shuyao agreed, and said, "Sister Li, please go prepare dinner!" She then walked up to take her son from Sister Li’s arms and carried the child into the bedroom.
Chen Nan was browsing TV channels aimlessly, killing time waiting for Uncle Zhao to return from work.
Suddenly.
His phone rang, displaying a message from Wang Shuyao: "Come in for a moment!"
Not knowing why Wang Shuyao called him in, he still got up, pushed open the door of the master bedroom on the first floor, and tiptoed inside.
At this moment.
Wang Shuyao had already finished feeding the child, and after coaxing him to sleep, had placed him in the crib.
Chen Nan looked joyfully at the chubby little guy, then curiously towards Wang Shuyao and asked softly, "What’s the matter, Auntie?"
Wang Shuyao, suppressing the nervousness in her heart, her face flushed and her expression slightly coy, said: "My milk ducts are blocked again, I was hoping you could help clear them again!"
Hearing Wang Shuyao’s words, Chen Nan’s pupils shook violently, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this moment.
He thought he was experiencing a hallucination.
Clearly, he hadn’t expected Wang Shuyao to suggest him helping to clear her milk ducts.
You should know, the reason they did that thing before was all because of the last time he helped Wang Shuyao clear her milk ducts.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have forced himself on her.
This not only made it hard for him to let go, but it was also a thorn in Wang Shuyao’s heart.
Just…
Who could expect Wang Shuyao would ask him for help again?
For a moment.
Chen Nan couldn’t figure out what Wang Shuyao was thinking.
"Aren’t you quite capable? Why are you chickening out now?" Wang Shuyao scoffed lightly, revealing a trace of resentment between her brows.
She had experienced Chen Nan’s dominance and assertiveness.
That’s why she spoke mockingly.
Chen Nan nervously swallowed his saliva, resisting the unease in his heart, and said, "I’m not chickening out!"
Wang Shuyao’s eyes brightened with a sense of scheming triumph. She pretended to be calm, pulling down her slip dress to her abdomen, exposing the plump and tender fullness in front of her, then slowly lay down on the bed, "Then come on!"
Her skin was as delicate as Mutton Fat Jade, emitting a soft glow under the room’s lights, her cleavage faintly visible, like an enticing chasm inspiring boundless imagination.
Chen Nan’s eyes were instantly captivated by that whiteness, his gaze becoming fervent and scorching, yet he still forcefully restrained his inner impulses, slowly extending his hand.
When he touched Wang Shuyao, it felt as if electricity coursed through his body, his fingers trembling slightly as he gently pressed on that sensitive area.
He tried to compose himself, using the methods he remembered, carefully starting to unblock her milk ducts.
Every touch and press were like playing a forbidden and enticing melody. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Wang Shuyao bit her lip, struggling to suppress the strange feelings rising from deep within, her cheeks growing hotter.
That blush spread from her cheeks to her ears, like a bloom of a radiant red lotus.
As Chen Nan continued, a subtle and suggestive atmosphere filled the room.
Wang Shuyao’s breathing became rapid and chaotic, a haze of confusion appearing in her eyes, involuntarily recalling intimate moments with Chen Nan in her mind.
Chen Nan was equally tormented; although they had been intimate twice before, the first time was blinded by hatred.
The second time was under the influence of alcohol; otherwise, he wouldn’t have had the courage to force himself on Wang Shuyao.
Now, fully sober, he dared not harbor any improper thoughts.
As time passed, sweat beaded on Chen Nan’s forehead, his breathing becoming more labored, feeling parched and restless.
However, his gaze was focused, his technique skilled.
Sometimes gentle, sometimes slightly forceful, each movement eliciting slight trembles and soft moans from Wang Shuyao’s body.
"Lighter…" Wang Shuyao couldn’t help but murmur softly, feeling like her body was being crushed by Chen Nan, which intensified the flush on her face and the suggestive look in her eyes.
That tender voice was like a spark, instantly igniting a fiery heat deep within Chen Nan, and a certain part involuntarily rose.
But he still clenched his teeth, restraining the impulses in his heart, continuing to help Wang Shuyao unblock her milk ducts.
Not until a light yellow milk began to seep out of her tender area did he sigh in relief, then he withdrew his hands, softly saying, "Aunt, your ducts are clear now."
Wang Shuyao lay gasping on the bed, her face flushed as she glanced at her son sleeping soundly in the crib, then turned to Chen Nan, gathering courage and whispered almost inaudibly, "The little guy is asleep, maybe... you could suckle for him?"
"What?"
Chen Nan incredulously looked at Wang Shuyao, feeling a chill down his spine.
Although he had suckled Wang Shuyao’s milk before, things were different now!
At that moment, Wang Shuyao weakly sat up, with affectionate eyes she grabbed the protrusion at Chen Nan’s front, her face flushed as she scolded, "You little rascal, don’t you really know what your aunt wants to do?"
