"Ah—" It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
So painful!
Turns out what they write in novels isn’t a lie; the first ti really does hurt so much.
Xiyan’s tears were almost about to burst out. The intense pain made her previously scattered consciousness montarily return.
Her small hand pressed against Ou Jue’s solid chest, Xiyan pushed him outward, "Don’t move, it really hurts."
"Be good, it won’t hurt in a while." Ou Jue lowered his head, softly licking her lips.
He hadn’t even gone in yet...
"Ugh... but it really hurts, I’m a little scared..." Xiyan faltered.
Her earlier determination wavered due to the pain of reality.
It was entirely a sudden impulse earlier; she hadn’t made adequate ntal preparation at all.
Xiyan clung tightly to Ou Jue’s neck, "You mustn’t move, okay."
Actually, her little strength couldn’t possibly be a threat to Ou Jue.
As long as Ou Jue wanted, he could pull her hands away at any mont and do as he pleased.
He looked down at the girl’s helpless eyes but still listened to his wife’s words, not moving again, continuing to tease other parts of her to divert her attention.
"Ah... hmm..." Xiyan squird restlessly again.
Looking at her like this, Ou Jue’s breathing deepened once more.
Clearly, the at was already at his lips, yet he had to hold back from eating it.
Really wanted to disregard everything and ravish her fiercely.
"It really hurts..." Feeling him go a bit further, Xiyan’s face turned into a grimace, "I feel like I’m about to be torn apart, wuuu, don’t move anymore, I don’t want it..."
"Xiyan." Ou Jue finally couldn’t stand it, pressing down on her heavily again, gritting his teeth by her ear, "Are you sent by God to punish ?!"
He was about to be driven mad by this woman.
"I’m not lying to you..." Xiyan stamred, "I-I’m too small..."
She wasn’t referring to her age.
Ou Jue closed his eyes, his voice rough, "Shut up."
If she kept talking, he really wouldn’t be able to control himself.
At this mont, Ou Jue was propped above her, with beads of sweat occasionally rolling down his sharply defined face, a few strands of hair falling loose over his brow, and even his nose was slightly damp.
He was truly making a great effort to endure...
Xiyan clung to his neck, "Otherwise, give a towel to bite on, and then continue..."
Her words made Ou Jue angry and amused, "Are you being tortured or what? Still need a towel to bite on?"
"Well, I can’t help but cry out in pain," Xiyan said, aggrieved.
"...Idiot."
Ou Jue rolled over to lie down beside her.
He steadied his breath, no longer as troubled as before, and seed to have returned to the cold, abstinent appearance he showed in front of others.
The girl made the decision too suddenly, leading to no preparations today at all.
If they had been prepared, her first ti wouldn’t have been so painful.
How could Ou Jue not understand Xiyan’s little thoughts?
She did it to repay him.
However, there’s no need for that at all.
Even for the first ti, it should be joyful.
Not holding back tears while enduring pain.
Xiyan covered herself with a thin blanket and sat up, weakly saying, "Hey? Aren’t we going to continue?"
"Aren’t you already satisfied?" Ou Jue’s voice was deep and calm.
A complete contrast to how he was earlier.
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