My absurd experiences in North America over the years

The bedroom curtains were half-drawn, filtering the afternoon sunlight into an ambiguous, dim yellow.

Li Fu gently placed Jia Duo, who was still sobbing softly in his arms, on the soft bed, his movements as gentle as if he were placing a rare treasure.

Gadot is now in tears, and I feel sorry for her.

Looking at the incredibly fragile woman beneath him, Li Fu felt a surge of tenderness, though his desire to conquer was greatly satisfied.

He felt a little bit of regret.

He was indeed a bit rude at the gym just now.

Even now, Gadot's azure eyes are still glistening with tears of grievance.

"Feel sorry……"

Li Fu bent down and kissed away the tear stains remaining at the corners of her eyes. His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a tenderness and apology afterward.

His palms were large and warm, his fingertips bearing the calluses from years of martial arts training, yet he restrained himself greatly as he gently caressed her delicate cheeks.

The touch was gentle, as if wiping a dusty antique porcelain piece.

I was afraid it would break if I applied even the slightest pressure.

Gadot sniffed and glared at him with a hint of grievance, but the panic in her eyes was gone.

Instead, it has become more hazy and moist.

"You were too rude!"

Her voice was hoarse, with a soft, nasal tone, making it sound more like she was being coquettish than blaming someone.

"Then I'll make it up to you now, okay?"

Li Fu spoke softly and kissed her lips again.

This time, it wasn't the punitive plundering of the gym, nor the torrential demands.

Instead, it was a long, delicate, and comforting kiss.

His kiss covered Jia Duo's rosy lips, patiently waiting for her response.

Every movement was slow and deliberate, as if savoring a delicate dessert.

When Gadot slightly opened her mouth due to lack of oxygen, he took the opportunity to probe in and gently brushed against her sensitive teeth, causing her to shudder slightly.

His hand slid slowly down her smooth back, his large palm almost covering her entire back.

He was no longer in a hurry to succeed, but instead, like a patient bartender, he slowly nurtured the feelings between the two of them.

Gadot's slightly tense body relaxed.

Li Fu's fingers traced through her disheveled long hair, his knuckles gently stroking the top of her head, further relieving her discomfort.

Each touch carries a reassuring sense of strength, moving from the back of the neck down to the lower back, then gently returning, repeating the cycle.

He used this almost hypnotic method to completely relax her.

Gadot responded to him unconsciously.

The love and longing in his eyes were so intense that nothing could dissolve them.

When the two made love again, Gadot let out a satisfied sigh.

This gentleness is not a lack of passion, but a deeper expression of emotion; he accurately captured the sensitive spots of every inch of her skin.

Gadot's body was supple, and she gradually melted into a river of spring water.

Li Fu lowered his head, his lips tracing along her jawline and landing on her delicate collarbone.

His movements remained gentle, occasionally he would gently suck, the force so light it was like teasing.

Gadot's breathing would quicken at this moment.

She clearly had no experience with this situation and didn't know how to deal with it, so she could only let herself be picked.

"Li..." she mumbled his name in a daze.

Her voice was filled with deep dependence.

Her hands were tightly wrapped around his neck and head.

The fingertips turned white from the force applied.

"Mmm..." Li Fu responded simply, lowering his head to place light kisses on her collarbone, the movements as gentle as a feather brushing against her skin.

In this private space, time seems to become viscous.

There was no outside noise, no barriers of identity, only the intertwined breaths and heartbeats.

Li Fu maintained control of the entire process, but his aim was no longer to break down her defenses, but to lead her to experience another kind of ultimate pleasure.

That is a resonance of souls built on trust and intimacy.

Gadot felt like a small boat floating on a warm sea, gently rising and falling with the waves.

Time and again, I was pushed to the peak of sensory experience, only to be gently caught again and again.

She no longer needs to think about how to maintain her dignity as a mature woman, nor does she need to guard against any traps.

All you need to do is immerse yourself completely in this man's embrace.

After an unknown amount of time, the storm finally subsided, leaving behind only a room filled with beauty and tranquility.

Gadot nestled in Li Fu's arms like a lazy cat, her cheek pressed against his strong chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

She had no strength left.

Li Fu patted her back casually, his movements gentle and rhythmic, as if he were coaxing a child to sleep.

Occasionally, he would turn his head and place a final, gentle kiss on her smooth forehead.

Both of them felt a sense of fulfillment they had never experienced before.

I don't know how much time passed, but the bedroom remained so quiet that only the sound of breathing gradually calmed down could be heard.

The air was filled with a languid musky scent.

Gadot's once meticulously combed blonde hair was now scattered messily on the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her slightly sweaty cheeks, exuding a breathtakingly disheveled beauty.

But she didn't care at all at that moment.

Li Fu leaned against the headboard, one hand under her neck, the other hand playing with her hair.

Gadot remained motionless, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Before long, Li Fu's gaze fell on the clearly visible red mark on her collarbone, which stood out starkly against her fair skin, and was also quite ambiguous.

He probably left it by accident.

"Does it hurt?" He lowered his head, gently rubbing the red mark with his fingertips.

Gadot looked up slightly and glared at him.

That one glance was harmless; her azure eyes were still misty, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with a passionate blush, making her look extremely charming.

"You know perfectly well why," she muttered, her voice soft and sweet, still carrying a touch of childish naiveté.

Li Fu leaned down and placed a light, feather-like kiss on the red mark, his tongue lightly brushing against it, causing Gadot to shudder slightly.

"You only have yourself to blame; you keep tempting me for no reason."

Gadot's cheeks flushed, and she tried to retort, but ultimately remained silent.

She has achieved the result she wanted.

The whole process was even more...perfect than she expected.

She can only be described as perfect.

If she could do it all over again, she would still do it.

"Are you free these next couple of days?" she asked, leaning against Li Fu's chest and looking up at him.

"what?"

"Come with me to a banquet," Gadot said, gently stroking his face with an indescribable tenderness.

banquet?

Li Fu's heart skipped a beat.

Banquets in Europe and America are completely different from gatherings in China.

Eating and drinking are secondary.

Social skills and connections are fundamental.

"Okay," he agreed, gently stroking Gadot's long hair.