512: C512 You Regret It?

C512 You Regret It?

After Fu Qianchen went out, Qiao Yumeng put water in the bath and soaked her whole body in the bathtub. Qiao Yumeng was thinking about something and suddenly buried her face in the water.

The feeling of suffocation came back to six years ago. At that time, her relationship with Fu Qianchen was like this. But now, she actually wanted to have a relationship with him. As long as she thought about it, her heart would retreat.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more obvious. Her lungs were about to explode. Qiao Yumeng finally lifted her face from the water.

Her ears buzzed and she looked to the side. The bathroom was filled with unfamiliar decorations.

Everything went through her mind like a walk in the park. In the end, she had no choice but to accept reality. There were some things that she had to do even if she did not want to.

Qiao Yumeng took the towel and wiped the water off her body. She looked at herself in the mirror.

Her cheeks were red from the steam and her eyes were bloodshot. However, it was the effect of the steam that made his skin look crystal clear. Even he himself felt like he was a bewitching banshee.

"Knock, knock, knock." Someone knocked on the bathroom door. Qiao Yumeng turned her head to look. Through the bathroom door, she could vaguely see the person standing outside. He was tall, and she did not need to guess to know that it was Fu Qianchen.

"Are you okay? Why haven't you washed up for so long?" Fu Qianchen's worried voice was heard.

"I'm ready." Qiao Yumeng answered subconsciously, but she was also a little afraid. She and Fu Qianchen had already experienced that many times, but now, after such a long time, it was as if it was the first time. She was nervous and afraid.

"En, it's good that you're fine. I'm waiting for you." Separated by the door, Qiao Yumeng did not see a trace of a smile on Fu Qianchen's face. That smile did not contain any hint of conspiracy. It was just pure satisfaction. He had fantasized about this scene countless times in his dreams, but he did not expect it to happen so quickly.

"Got it." Qiao Yumeng answered and stared at herself in the mirror. The self in the mirror frowned and there seemed to be reluctance on her face.

Knowing that escaping was useless. Qiao Yumeng gritted her teeth and opened the door. When she went out, she saw Fu Qianchen lying on the bed, half leaning on the pillow, looking at her. She immediately retreated. Her toes were curled up, but in the end, she could only look straight at Fu Qianchen.

Fu Qianchen could see that Qiao Yumeng was nervous, but she still looked like a husband sizing up his wife. After sizing Qiao Yumeng up from head to toe, he nodded, "This bathrobe suits me very well."

The bathrobe was a simple bathrobe and the style was conservative. However, there was an indescribable charm on Qiao Yumeng's body. She looked like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world, or like a banshee that had fallen into the mortal world. The purity and charm of these two extremes intertwined together, leaving only an irresistible attraction.

Qiao Yumeng swallowed uncomfortably and closed her eyes. She walked to the bed and stuffed herself into the blanket like a piece of wood.

There was still at least a meter between her and Fu Qianchen, but Fu Qianchen's burning hot breath seemed to reach his body easily from such a distance. Because he had just taken a bath, some of his cold body unconsciously warmed up.

Fu Qianchen put down his phone and turned his head to look at Qiao Yumeng, who had her eyes closed. Under the soft light from the bedroom, his facial features became much gentler.

"Are you sure you are ready? If you are not ready, don't force it." Fu Qianchen had been quiet for a long time. He had already woken up because Qiao Yumeng was lying on the same bed with him. Even so, he did not want to force Qiao Yumeng.

This matter needed both of them to be willing to do it. If it was forced, then he would rather not do it.

Qiao Yumeng's fingers, which were placed beside her, unconsciously tightened the bedsheet. Her fingers, which were so strong, began to hurt. He took a deep breath and did not open his eyes to look at Fu Qianchen. He nodded as an answer.

Although Fu Qianchen was more willing to turn on the light to do it, thinking that Qiao Yumeng was already so nervous, he reached out his hand to turn off the light. When the bedroom fell into darkness, Qiao Yumeng's nervousness was magnified to the extreme.

Fu Qianchen, who was beside him, seemed to move a little. There was a sparse sound coming from the blanket. He suddenly froze and could not even breathe.

"Don't be nervous. You must relax. This is a very good thing." Fu Qianchen's hand finally landed on Qiao Yumeng's shoulder. Through the thin pajamas, Fu Qianchen could feel the warm feeling of his shoulder being held in his hand.

Qiao Yumeng's breathing began to unconsciously intensify. Her breathing was especially clear in the quiet room.

"It's okay. I will be very gentle." Fu Qianchen's other hand finally reached out to the lump on Qiao Yumeng's bathrobe and untied it.

Knowing what Fu Qianchen was doing, Qiao Yumeng raised her hand reflexively and was finally forced back onto the bed.

Qiao Yumeng did not refuse and Fu Qianchen's worried heart finally calmed down a little. He moved to Qiao Yumeng's side again and his cold lips also landed on Qiao Yumeng's forehead.

The wet touch made Qiao Yumeng suddenly startled. Her originally messy breathing at this moment was even more chaotic. She could not tell whether she was breathing or not.

Fu Qianchen's kiss went down along Qiao Yumeng's forehead and landed on the tip of his nose. It landed on his lips again. Everything seemed to have become logical at this moment. Fu Qianchen's hand finally moved and came to the place that he had been fascinated by for a long time.

The soft touch made Fu Qianchen's mind sway slightly. His lips followed Qiao Yumeng's lips and went down to his neck. He came there again.0

Originally, he thought that everything would be done tonight. Just as Fu Qianchen was about to make his last move, Qiao Yumeng could not hold it in anymore. His entire body seemed to have been installed with a spring as he suddenly bounced up.

"No!" Qiao Yumeng's voice was hoarse, almost at the top of her lungs.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qianchen was shocked by Qiao Yumeng and subconsciously reached out to turn on the light.

After turning on the light, he saw Qiao Yumeng standing beside the bed in a panic. The guard on his face was as if the person standing in front of him was a murderer.

The expression on his face made Fu Qianchen very hurt. His heart suddenly felt as if it was pricked by needles. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not know what to say. He could only remain silent.

"I'm sorry... I know I shouldn't be like this... but I'm afraid..." Qiao Yumeng's face was pale as she shook her head. When Fu Qianchen did those things just now, She did not feel comfortable. Her mind followed every action of Fu Qianchen. What flashed in her mind was everything Fu Qianchen did to her back then. Those things seemed to have been carved in her mind with a knife. She couldn't help but recall them.

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