My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Lucy's fingers were still on his lips, and she was lying on his chest, her long golden hair falling down like a soft curtain, covering their faces.

Li Fu glanced down and could only see her long golden hair and a small section of her burning red ears.

"Was that a sneak attack?" He had just woken up, and his voice was low and hoarse.

Lucy didn't say anything, but bit him on the chest with a light bite, leaving a shallow ring of teeth marks.

Li Fu did not feel any pain; on the contrary, he felt a bit comfortable.

As his drowsiness faded and his nerve endings returned to normal, the intense stimulation became unbearable for him.

He put his arm around Lucy's small waist and moved her to a different position, then looked down at her.

Morning light streamed through the cracks in the car window, illuminating her face. Her eyes were still hazy, softened by desire, but deep within her pupils lay a shyness and nervousness born of clarity.

She was pressed against him.

Skin to skin, a touch of coolness and boundless softness.

Even a god couldn't resist that tactile sensation.

"You brought this on yourself," Li Fu said, his breathing becoming heavy.

Lucy didn't say anything, but she showed her attitude by reaching out and hooking her arm around his neck.

Take the initiative to kiss him.

A dreamy gaze, a delicate body.

The wonderful experience of becoming one with him made Li Fu's blood boil.

The fog on the car windows thickened again.

You can vaguely see that the two people are constantly changing their body positions in the not-so-spacious space.

Or they hug each other.

Or someone might be kneeling on the car seat.

Or perhaps they could lie on their sides together.

It's not that they have abundant "knowledge and skills," but rather that the space is small, and their bodies become numb after a long time, so they can only try to find the most comfortable way to do it.

Li Fu was, after all, a special forces soldier who had undergone extremely brutal training, so his physical strength was definitely top-notch.

The commotion it caused was quite significant.

In the soft light of dawn, the Porsche seemed to be dancing gently.

Everything finally calmed down only after the sun had fully risen and the sunlight was shining brightly on the earth.

Lucy reclined on the car seat and let out a sigh.

This sigh is both a release of emotion and a representation of absolute satisfaction.

At this moment, her eyes were glazed over, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Looking at Li Fu, her eyes held an unprecedented tenderness.

Li Fu wanted to get up, but he thought it was already broad daylight and he should leave first.

But he overlooked one point.

This is actually the perfect opportunity to nurture and elevate your relationship.

Lucy grabbed his wrist and made him lie back down, then pressed her cheek against his firm chest.

"We don't need to rush back."

This is the outskirts of the city, and not many people usually come here.

Even if someone comes, the car windows are covered with one-way vision film, so no one can see what's happening in the car.

Li Fu ruffled Lucy's hair and gently stroked her smooth, delicate back.

He was actually enjoying the tender moment.

It was almost noon when the two returned to the apartment.

Lucy walked ahead, kicked off her high heels as she entered, and stepped barefoot onto the carpet. She then collapsed onto the sofa with a satisfied sigh.

The indulgence of last night and its continuation this morning left her feeling comfortable, both physically and mentally.

Li Fu followed behind, closed the door, bent down and straightened the high heels she had kicked so haphazardly, placing them next to the shoe cabinet.

Lucy rested for a while and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Whether she did it intentionally or not, a little while later she asked Li Fu to get her some shower gel.

Li Fu knew perfectly well that there must still be shower gel in the bathroom, but he didn't expose her and still took a bottle in.

Unsurprisingly, Lucy wasn't wearing a towel.

Although Li Fu had successfully kissed her last night and this morning, seeing her perfect figure and fair, smooth body still made him thirsty.

It has to be said that Western girls are more proactive and outgoing.

Lucy made no attempt to hide her relationship with Li Fu.

Even openly and generously showcasing oneself.

Even their unintentional movements are captivating.

Something throbbed violently.

It was particularly evident.

So, Li Fu handed over the shower gel, preparing to leave immediately.

This body is at its peak in both age and condition; being able to have sex seven times a night is probably not a problem for it.

He was afraid that the girl in front of him wouldn't be able to handle it.

However, Lucy grabbed him directly.

"You exercised so intensely... and you're covered in sweat, don't you shower?"

"You go first... I'll wait."

Li Fu's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Why not just wash them together? It's so much trouble!"

Lucy gave a soft hum.

This posture combines the boldness and initiative of Western girls with the delicate charm of the East.

Li Fu couldn't hold on any longer.

Since it is better to obey than to be overly respectful, he stayed.

When they met again in frankness, he still offered his respect first.

Lucy gasped.

She probably just wanted to take a shower together.

They probably didn't expect Li Fu to recover so quickly.

A gasp of surprise mixed with a hint of secret delight?

As a result, the bathing process became quite lengthy, with sounds resembling hands slapping the water's surface rising and falling throughout.

It's also thanks to the excellent soundproofing of high-end apartments.

Otherwise, the people downstairs might come up and knock on the door.

Finally, in the afternoon, Li Fu got a rare chance to catch up on sleep.

The two fell onto Lucy's big bed and didn't wake up until three or four in the afternoon.

"What did you eat to grow up?"

Lucy buried her face in Li Fu's arms, her voice muffled.

She felt like her body was about to fall apart.

But her hands still clung to Li Fu's firm waist and abdomen.

"Of course it's grains and cereals, but the training is more rigorous," Li Fu vaguely recalled the original owner's memories of martial arts training and military service from childhood.

It's no exaggeration to say that they train hard in the sweltering heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter.

In addition, he has excellent physical fitness, ranking among the top three in the group army in reconnaissance skills and first in the group army in the five-kilometer cross-country race.

It's no exaggeration to say that their endurance is one in a million.

Of course, the reason he has been so strong since last night is not only due to his innate physical qualities and acquired training, but also related to his family's tradition of learning.

True kung fu usually involves internal strength.

Internal skills are usually not passed on to outsiders, and many people do not know that cultivating both internal and external skills is the true way to strengthen the body.

Internal martial arts focus primarily on the five internal organs and meridians.

Tai Chi and Baduanjin have similar effects.

Therefore, Li Fu's current situation can be described as something that is hard to come by.

He himself didn't even know it before.

He didn't explain to Lucy, nor was there any need to.

"Are these scars on your body from when you were a mercenary?" Lucy gently ran her fingers over the wounds.

Li Fu had many scars on his body.

There were gunshot wounds, knife wounds, and blunt force injuries.

Some of them were even fatal wounds.

There are more than a dozen very noticeable scars, which might affect the appearance of a woman.

But she is extremely attractive to men.

In any case, Lucy experienced the ultimate in masculinity.

"I guess so!" Li Fu gave an ambiguous answer, then kissed Lucy's forehead and changed the subject, "Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."

He was extremely exhausted and hadn't had breakfast yet, so he desperately needed to replenish his energy.

Lucy was no exception.

She had never been so indulgent before; her stomach had already started to protest.

"I don't want to eat out."

She stretched lazily, not wanting to get up.