My absurd experiences in North America over the years

"You're going to give it to me?" Taylor Swift wrapped her arms around Li Fu's neck and snuggled up to him. "But you're still staying in a hotel yourself!"

"I stay in hotels for the convenience of working, and I don't want to travel around," Li Fu said. He has never been very interested in buying a luxury house, mainly because if he were to be purged one day, it would benefit those Smith agents.

In addition, he travels all over the United States, and is somewhat of a "homebody". He can't possibly own mansions on the East Coast, West Coast and in Chicago, can he?

If I lived alone, waking up every day in a house of thousands of square meters, surrounded by emptiness, wouldn't be very interesting!

He could accept giving it to Taylor Swift as a place for the two of them to stay in Los Angeles, and he would be willing to spend the money.

Taylor Swift looked into his eyes and understood his feelings for her.

Moonlight streamed through the glass window, bathing the two of them in a scene that seemed to envelop them in boundless tenderness and love.

Li Fu unconsciously tightened his grip on Taylor Swift's arm.

Taylor Swift leaned against him, the romance and atmosphere were perfectly set, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Li Fu understood immediately and turned his head to kiss him.

The kiss was so gentle, but it was like a spark that ignited a wildfire, releasing years of pent-up emotions and love for each other fiercely and completely.

At first, Li Fu was just unable to control himself, but Mei Mei seemed to be expressing her determination. She hugged his neck tightly with one hand and gripped his shirt with the other, pulling him closer to her.

Li Fu's slight initiative snapped the last thread of reason.

Taylor Swift didn't want to wait any longer. Right now, she wanted to tell him, "You are my soulmate. I have been waiting for this day. Being together is God's best arrangement."

She wanted to express her most passionate emotions.

However, she seemed somewhat clumsy and awkward, her body unconsciously pressing close to the other person, her hands tightening and loosening, her breathing so rapid she could hardly breathe, yet she always felt that her emotions were accumulating and not being released.

Li Fu's breathing also became heavy as Mei Mei took the initiative. Faced with the girl in his arms' helplessness, he tried to guide her. He reached out and gently stroked the back of her head. Their lips met, their tongues intertwined, and their breaths were completely intertwined.

Taylor Swift let out a very soft whimper. In that instant, she felt as if an electric current had exploded from the point of contact, spreading down her spine and throughout her body.

Compared to her previous awkward deep kisses and the fleeting encounters on the beach, this was a true French kiss.

She felt the true allure of kissing.

So, all the longing that had been building up for years, the grievances that she had repeatedly chewed over during sleepless nights, and the loneliness she had borne alone under the spotlight all burst forth at this moment. She greedily wanted to possess everything about the other person.

Li Fu's kiss was deep, yet he also knew how to consider the feelings of Taylor Swift, the newcomer.

He would soften his touch when she frowned slightly, while stroking her back to soothe her emotions and movements. Once she calmed down, they would continue their intimate moments.

Taylor Swift never knew that a kiss could carry so much. It was different from the cheers of thousands of fans on stage, and different from the cold numbers on the charts. It was a meeting of minds and a fusion of emotions.

She thought nothing could be more wonderful than this moment.

After a long while, Li Fu pulled away from Taylor Swift's red lips. The girl in front of him had already slumped into his arms like a spring river. He squatted down slightly and picked her up by the waist.

"Let's go upstairs."

"Mmm," Taylor Swift buried her face in the crook of his neck and responded softly.

At this moment, she could feel Li Fu's heart pounding violently in his chest, the rhythm rapid and powerful.

She clearly realized what was going to happen next, and her heart was filled with anticipation, nervousness, panic, and tenderness. Wasn't this the same dreamy moment she had imagined in her wildest fantasies?

What young girl doesn't dream of love?

Li Fu held Mei Mei steadily as they walked up the circular staircase. The dozens of steps felt incredibly long to her.

Finally, the door to the second-floor bedroom was pushed open.

Li Fu gently placed her on the soft bed, and couldn't help but stroke her cheek. The tenderness in his eyes was brighter than the moonlight outside.

Taylor Swift looked at him with the same deep affection, thinking that he was so handsome, so much to her liking, and so gentlemanly. Her love for him made her want to give him everything.

The moonlight shone quietly outside the window, and only the sound of breathing mingled in the bedroom.

The deep kiss just now released long-suppressed emotions, but it also aroused desire for each other, which grew stronger and stronger, like a raging torrent.

"Li..." Taylor Swift murmured softly, unable to resist cupping his face in her hands.

"Yes," he responded softly, his voice deep and solemn, "After tonight, no matter what happens in this world, you will always be mine."

Taylor Swift looked at him, her blue eyes filled with deep affection and unwavering trust.

Everything I have is yours...

She went to meet him, wrapped her arms around his back, pressed her foreheads together, and her chest heaved with nervousness and anticipation.

Her clothes were removed silently. Although she was passively cooperating and seemed awkward, it was precisely because of this that she became a priceless treasure in Li Fu's eyes, and his movements became even gentler.

The cool air brushed against her skin, and the inexperienced girl instinctively flinched.

Li Fu immediately wrapped her back into his arms, their skin touching, and his masculine body and burning heat instantly dispelled all the chill.

Taylor Swift was surprised by how high the man's body temperature was. She instinctively snuggled into his arms like a kitten. When she realized what was happening, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she dared not look him in the eye.

Li Fu lowered his head and smiled gently, kissing her forehead, brow, and the tip of her nose tenderly... enveloping her little by little with his body heat. His palms were warm, resting on her back, slowly sliding down her spine and gently stroking back up.

Taylor Swift's breathing tightened instantly, as if her heart was about to explode. She had previously thought that nothing was more wonderful than a deep kiss, but that was clearly a mistake.

Her body moved uncontrollably in response to Li Fu, twisting and turning as if trying to get something.

When that moment finally arrived, she instinctively gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin, and a suppressed sob escaped her throat.

it hurts...

Taylor Swift bit her lower lip, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

She wanted to cry, but not because of pain.

But at this moment, they finally belong to each other.

Li Fu gently stroked the girl's cheek and kissed away her tears. His movements were slow, so slow that she could clearly feel his every breath and every pause. He melted her little by little with tenderness and kisses.

Slowly, her body went from tense to soft, until it was completely relaxed, a process like a flower slowly unfolding in the dark.

Outside the window, the moonlight shone brightly on the earth.

The Los Angeles night is gentle and silent at this moment.