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"Alas..." Zhao Cheng sighed pretending to be sad, "It seems that I was too abrupt. I'll leave first." But his body did not move.

Sean straightened his back visibly and turned his face slightly, as if he was listening carefully to the movements behind him.

Zhao Cheng pretended to get up with a clanging sound, but he held back his laughter. He kicked the chair to make a noise, held his breath, and whispered in her ear, "Then I'm leaving?"

Sean shuddered all over, and was so frightened that he froze for a moment, then he turned around abruptly and attacked with his fangs and claws bared.

While beating him, he shouted, "You scared me to death, ahhhh! Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

Zhao Cheng laughed loudly, feeling the small fist on his chest, pretending to scream in pain, but he stretched out his hands and slowly hugged the figure in his arms.

Sean stopped struggling unconsciously, clenched his fists and raised them to his chest, snuggling in the warm and tall embrace.

At this time, the tall figure no longer brought fear, but an unusual sense of steadiness and peace of mind.

The author says:

Author's note: Sorry I've been revising it and it's a little late.

Chapter 202 Comfort

Zhao Cheng hugged Sean and stroked his purple-red hair. The fight just now made both of them stand up, and now they seemed to have returned to the state when they first entered the house.

But now, the girl's body was held in his arms somewhat delicately, but there was no romantic atmosphere.

Because the delicate body in his arms was trembling, and his chest was gradually getting wet, Zhao Cheng lowered his head and said softly, "Cry if you want to."

Sean suddenly opened his arms and hugged Zhao Cheng, but he didn't cry out. Instead, he buried his head in Zhao Cheng's chest even harder.

Her chest was soon stained with tears. She was obviously very sad, but she still blocked her mouth and nose tightly to try not to make any sound.

Zhao Cheng sighed inwardly, feeling a little bitter. So what on earth had happened in her childhood that made her develop such a habit? !

He held her in his arms more and more gently, and at the same time, his inner Qi circulated, and his body temperature slowly rose. He just hoped that she would feel more comfortable.

Sean didn't know why she was crying, but this gentle, inclusive and warm embrace was something she had never experienced even in her imagination.

Maybe the little me actually just wanted a little bit, or even just a momentary hug.

It seems that the only warmth in my memory is the hug given by an unknown sister in kindergarten, but the memory of that childhood has long become blurred.

Only the warmth at this moment is extremely clear, so clear that I almost feel like I am in a dream.

After a long time, Sean's silent sobbing gradually stopped, and the dream really shone into reality, and he really lay in a warm embrace.

This embrace is strong and thick, yet it is extremely gentle and soft.

Sean stood up a little more nostalgically, a little further away from the warmth, raised his head, and said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened."

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm a 'warm man' anyway." He thought to himself that he was not lying, and under the flow of true Qi, he really was a 'warm' man.

After saying that, he let go of her hand and flexed his chest muscles a little exaggeratedly: "Look, just tell me if it's warm or not."

Sean burst out laughing and hit Zhao Cheng lightly.

The melancholy of leaving the warmth disappeared in an instant, and the smile was as bright as spring flowers.

Although Zhao Cheng was used to seeing beautiful women, he was still a little stunned by this smile. For a moment, he felt that even the room seemed to be much brighter.

Sean felt a little embarrassed by his gaze. He lowered his head shyly, raised his bare hands and tucked the hair on his forehead behind his ears.

Zhao Cheng raised his hands, gently grasped her arms, and leaned down.

Sean seemed to realize something, his breathing became a little erratic, he closed his eyes and raised his chin slightly.

The distance between them grew closer and closer until their lips gently touched.

Sean was almost stunned. He only felt that big mouth holding his lips, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes gently licking, or lightly biting.

What's more outrageous is that he stretched his tongue into his mouth, grabbed the tongue that had also become stiff, and flipped it up and down, entangled with it like a snake.

Sean felt as if his whole body had become weak, his head was dizzy and he could not stand steadily.

Zhao Cheng gently supported her and continued to explore the girl's awkwardness. Her rapid and scattered breathing hit his face and even stopped for a few seconds occasionally.

He pressed the soft body close to him, without any extra movements of his hands, just savoring the sweetness of the moment wholeheartedly.

After a long time, their lips parted, Zhao Cheng supported Sean, who seemed drunk, and walked gently towards the bed.

Sean's breathing was clearly audible, and the rapid and hurried pace made Zhao Cheng very worried.

Gently letting her lie down on the bed, Zhao Cheng squatted beside the bed, gently stroking her purple-red hair, and kissing her on the face, comforting her nervousness that was obviously about to reach its peak.

Sean was also trying hard to calm herself down, but the countless nights of extreme fear in the past period seemed to cast a shadow over her, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Zhao Cheng didn't know what was wrong with her and thought she was just too nervous. To be honest, he had never encountered such a situation before, so he stood up and wanted to find Haiyun.

There is no rush for today. The meat is already rotten in the pot, it’s just a matter of time before we eat it.

Besides, Zhao Cheng felt a little bit reluctant because the little girl was too nervous.

But when he turned around, he keenly felt a hint of resistance. Looking back, he saw Sean tightly grasping his shorts, and a stubborn light appeared in his eyes again.

"Don't go. I can."

But even so, his whole body was still shaking uncontrollably, and he even made a sound of his teeth chattering.

Zhao Cheng finally realized that something was wrong. It didn't seem like he was nervous about Feng Yue at all, but rather like some kind of extreme fear.

He turned around and held her hand, then quickly climbed onto the bed and held her in his arms, with the true energy flowing in his hands. He placed his palms on her back and massaged gently.

Do the same with the other hand, constantly pressing back and forth on Baihui, Dazhui, and temples.

Sure enough, the delicate body in his arms finally stopped trembling, and even hugged him with his backhand. That stubborn voice sounded again: "I'm much better, continue."

Zhao Cheng looked down at her with a helpless look. Sean's expression was indeed that of a hero who was ready to sacrifice himself, making it seem like he was doing something bad.

He rubbed the little head casually and advised: "Don't force it. It doesn't have to be tonight."

"I'm really much better." Unexpectedly, Sean struggled, and even to prove himself, he grabbed Zhao Cheng's hand and put it on his legs and arms, but his body began to tremble instinctively.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng's expression became much more serious. This was clearly an outward physical reaction caused by some extremely serious psychological problem.

Ignoring Sean's obstruction, Zhao Cheng simply picked her up and prepared to go to Haiyun's room together.

Unexpectedly, Sean's voice started to sob: "Please, don't, really don't..."

"Okay, okay, I won't go." Zhao Cheng comforted her with concern, while thinking about how to counsel her. What was going on?

Sean curled up in his arms, sobbing but said stubbornly: "I'm just too scared. Just get used to it."

Then, as if afraid that Zhao Cheng would not believe it, he explained with some trembling:

"I just want to hand this person over to you cleanly. As long as I've experienced it, I shouldn't be so scared. Don't call for help anymore. I'm really scared."

Zhao Cheng was confused and felt he had no idea how to deal with psychological problems. After thinking for a while, he leaned over to Sean's ear and whispered something.

Sean's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

Zhao Cheng was even more puzzled. She didn't seem to be afraid of experiencing romantic affairs, but rather afraid of romance itself.

The author says:

Author's note: This is the second update today.

I decided to add another chapter today, so there will be 2 more chapters. I'm really sorry for making this mistake.

Chapter 203 Impact

Seeing that Zhao Cheng still didn't move, Sean became anxious and pushed him: "Hurry up and activate your ability."

This was the first time he was actively asked to use it. Zhao Cheng shook his head helplessly and skillfully activated the three-piece set of the Charming Battle Method.

Sean's face suddenly became blurred, and he looked at Zhao Cheng infatuatedly. He felt a tingling sensation from the inside out, making his body and mind tremble.

The feeling of fear disappeared in an instant, and he actively hugged the strong body in front of him, but because he didn't know what to do next, he seemed a little clumsy and at a loss.

Zhao Cheng's big hand gently stroked from her shoulder to her back, all the way down to the raised curve.

The aroused heat made the girl hum softly, and she buried her head in Zhao Cheng's shoulder, allowing him to do what he wanted.

The girl now is not as mature as she will be in the future. Zhao Cheng gently stroked her slender and tender thighs, then slid under her light skirt, skillfully made circles on the inside of her thighs, then went around to the back, grabbed the raised round moon and kneaded it.

Sean let out a soft moan from his throat, but he instinctively suppressed himself, enduring the increasingly numb body and mind.

I felt happy in my heart, as if I was no longer afraid of this matter. I just wanted to completely melt into the other person's body.

The clothes were gradually pulled up to the top, revealing the girl's body. Compared to Haiyun, she was more plump, and her delicate body emitted a white glow under the moonlight.

Zhao Cheng leaned down and buried his head in the already large piece of soft and glutinous dough. While savoring the red beans on the top, he grabbed another piece and kneaded it into various shapes.

The girl's body twisted unconsciously, her cold and beautiful face was now flushed, her legs were sometimes apart and sometimes rubbed together.

The moans coming from her throat became more and more sticky, so charming that they seemed to be cut open by the heat.

Zhao Cheng's hand loosened the dough and moved all the way down, around the buttocks and grabbed the pure white cover.

Sean's body lifted slightly, coordinating his movements to smoothly untie the Secret Garden's restraints.

Zhao Cheng quickly stripped himself naked.

Sean just lay on his back on the bed, watching his movements with blurry eyes.

She subconsciously reached out to cover the two soft lumps on her chest, and the other hand went down over her lower abdomen. Her two slender thighs were slightly bent to one side, shyly covering the secret garden together.

Sean had no idea how much such a gentle action would stimulate Zhao Cheng's instinctive desires.

Not caring about her nightgown that had been pulled down to her shoulders, Zhao Cheng caressed her lovingly as if he were appreciating the most precious work of art.

Then kisses like raindrops fell on this fair body, while the other hand moved down, slid across the flat belly, reaching the most private area.

The girl instinctively held Zhao Cheng's arm, feeling the big hand moving around the garden, occasionally gently touching the clam body, but then separating as soon as it touched.

A charming moan was heard, and the girl's hands loosened at some point, clenching and then loosening as Zhao Cheng's fingers moved.

Finally, Zhao Cheng pinched the pearl in the clam shell with his fingers and kept turning it over as if he wanted to find more treasures, but in the end he found nothing, only a trickle of water flowing out.

"Oppa~~" The girl's voice finally sounded, that voice was charming and seemed mixed with expectation and shyness.

The rhythm of the legs opening and closing mixed together into a seductive request.

"This little devil!"

Zhao Cheng was so enraged that he finally stopped suppressing his anger and turned over to press on her.

Sean began to tremble instinctively again. Zhao Cheng did not maximize the function of the charm, but it seemed that it could not suppress her psychological fear.

But this time Zhao Cheng did not stop. The clam's body was already covered with mud, and the angry dragon was playing on it. Finally, he found the entrance deep inside and pushed forward.

"Ah! Ah~~~"

With a cry of pain and a charming moan, Sean grabbed Zhao Cheng's arm, his whole body stiffened and did not move. His swan-like white neck was raised high, and he let out another moan like curling green smoke.

"Hmm~Hmm~~"

The voice had an alluring upward inflection. Her delicate body twitched a few times and finally relaxed. She subconsciously grabbed Zhao Cheng's big hand on her face and looked at him with seductive eyes.

"What a goblin!"

Zhao Cheng's heart was burning, and for the first time he felt restless. He resisted the urge and waited for the virgin essence to flow in. At the same time, Nulong skillfully released a stream of white energy to heal her pain.

Soon, Zhao Cheng raised his waist and abdomen high, and then dropped it heavily, and a rhythmic rhythm sounded in the room.

Sean no longer had the fear on his face. He put his arms around Zhao Cheng's neck and indulged himself in his love.

The slender waist would always slightly adjust the angle, coordinating with the slaps again and again, making each movement extremely fitting and comfortable.

The contraction of the flower path is also irresistible, always squeezing and restraining the angry dragon just right,

Moreover, Sean's breathing became more and more charming, and he didn't even need to moan out loud to make people feel ethereal and light.

It was the first time that Zhao Cheng had such an experience, and he suddenly felt like erupting as soon as possible.

Soon, Sean reached his second peak.

"Ah~~~" The long moan was soft and tender, yet contained a hint of lazy temptation.

Zhao Cheng only felt that his bones seemed to be numb, and the impact became more frequent.

The gentle cries and slapping sounds in the room blended together, bringing out a strange and charming feeling.

Zhao Cheng felt inexplicably excited. He held Sean's waist with both hands, and the slapping sounds almost formed a straight line.