Chapitre 3: enduring hell.
The sweat-covered exposed skin was being blown by the strong breathing sound that was flowing in and out of our breathing cavities. I inhaled and moaned loudly, feeling each stab in the small space below me; His weapon was so large and felt complete in my body. I bit my lip, wiped the hair from my forehead, and periodically put out my tongue in response to Chen's ardent kisses.
We had conscious sex without alcohol this time during the one-night stand episode from a month ago, and I relished Chen's strong butt pumping. He puts in a lot of effort. He owns acres of plantation land and works in the fields in addition to being a teacher as his primary occupation. His biceps appeared to be flawlessly heated. My fingers dance across his stomach as a result of his rigid and tight abs. Because he is more seductive and hot without clothes, I will either keep him beneath my blanket on chilly nights or I will remove it altogether.
"I've liked you for a very long time, Bella, but you've never been warm to me. However, there was little chance for me after what happened that evening. The man you need is me. You are a sensual, seductive woman with an incredible charm hidden beneath your stunning appearance. flat. And I want to be with you forever."
I didn't pay attention to Chen's lengthy explanations, he grabbed my hair, and I scratched his back. I don't care if his wife confronts him later—there may be many scratches from my hands.
I peered into his unflinching eyes with delight, for the whisk was increasing stronger and faster, and said, "I want to change positions." "But, ah, I've got to control myself!" He said, attempting to keep his body from immediately putting a stop to our heated argument.
His body is now underneath my ass after twisting his bow. I ascend upon his thighs and take control like a rider on a horse. He sighs and calls my name, which slightly improves the appearance of his otherwise unattractive face. Even while I wouldn't say I appreciate it, he frequently compares me to his wife because he is a talkative man who enjoys comparing women.
I'm irritated. I'll move my buttocks faster when I'm angry until my hands are clenched into fists and beating on the gym floor.
"I'm here, Bella, Bella!" He exclaimed while inhaling deeply.
I agreed with a small nod. I let out a loud moan, my body trembling. His intricate and filthy body muscles were covered by my body as I collapsed. I'm happy with it.
"Bella. Bella. I'll come over to your place." As he stroked my long, flowing hair, he said. Because of our vigorous movement, perhaps, I failed to notice when he untied my hair tie.
"Bella." Even though everyone in this place calls me Jang, he likes to call me by my nickname. When his hands lead my face to lift away from his tense stomach muscles, his fingers contact mine and delicately press against mine. I give a quick peck and then raise my head.
He placed his face on mine and kissed me to end the dinner in this weight room.
We removed our clothing and then put it back on. Chen continued to kiss my hair as I turned my back on him and buttoned my shirt, which made me uncomfortable. His hands were tightly wrapped around my shoulders.
"Remove your hands!" I said, irritated.
He disregarded my advice. He inhaled deeply, savoring the shampoo-sweat mixture that was on my head.
"I need to take a shower at home," I said.
After letting off of me, he nodded. I didn't want to look at his face, which was beaming with a contented smile. When I once more arrange my garments, I feel something in my pocket, but I won't turn around and notice it. A couple of dollar bills are in my pocket when I check the items in my purse. The cash came from Chen.
Yes. Being a mercenary is not my dream job, but I have heard Chen is the son of a successful village trader.
I removed the cash from my pocket and deposited the dollar bills on the sidewalk.
**
Bella Jang's ears were closed to the sound of footfall. The cash that had rolled out of Bella Jang's pocket was scooped up by a man who knelt. The man asked while furrowing his brows. Bella Jang, who had vanished around the corner, was not pursued by him.
***
the following day
My routine still involves meeting obnoxious students, avoiding their traps, ignoring Chen's welcome, and avoiding making out with him.
It evolved into our code. If Chen greets me and I react, it indicates that I will accept his invitation; but, if I disregard the welcome, it indicates that I am not in the mood for sex.
I'm very irritated with the students because they smudged my work skirt with ink today. How much money should I spend on clothing?
I sprinted to the building's roof and yelled there. Since it's illegal to enter, I don't believe anyone is up there besides the staff members responsible for cleaning and maintaining the structure. They hardly ever go up on the mossy roof because there are puddles of water all over it.
" Stupid students!" I often yelled as a way to let out my emotions. Unbeknownst to me, a towering person who arrived behind me covered my body with his shadow. A face that hadn't been in class since the morning was there when I turned around.
"Tsk." I hissed at the face above my head in disapproval.
He approached me and took a step forward, his eyes blazing at the lips I had been using to entice them; he was one of those illiterate kids.
I sighed in frustration as he poked something in my face and handed me a cigarette. I'm not a smoker!
I gave him a mocking glare while folding my arms across my chest. "What age are you? You smoke at school, why?"
He picked up right next to me as he leaned against the wall rather than responding to my query. I'd want to stay away from him. Don't come near me.
He whirled around and grinned at my face. "20 years," he replied.
I turned my body slightly to face him as I worked my eyes repeatedly. I wouldn't say I enjoy the phrase "communication," but he's so tall that he has to stoop a little when speaking to me.
"You don't want to finish high school here, do you?" I said in a mocking tone.
He mocked me and laughed at me. He admitted, "I never went to school.
"What are you doing here, then? I'm angry and upset. Here, teaching is the worst job on earth. Tell your parents you're leaving and ask them not to burden me any further!"
"I have no parents." Relaxed, he said.
"Huh. Do you have a parent?" — we are simply alike. He didn't receive his parents' love, therefore I should have put up with his erratic behavior.
"No. I wanted to kill them, but I was unable to, so I figured they had passed away."
My mouth fell at the absurd statement. You're insane,
Turning to face the broad expanse of rice fields on the opposite side, he clasped his hands together. He briefly had a melancholy expression on his face. With his back to me, he pointed at my face. He was about to touch my nose with the tip of his index finger when I instinctively moved my head away. The day was long and had a bent index.
"Is Teacher Jang dating anyone at the moment?" He questioned, his eyes fixed on my face.
I chuckled ironically. "That is not your concern!" I tried to get away from the careless kid but his hand was holding me towards my waist. His hands are so large that I can almost feel them all over my stomach. He tightly embraces me.
He bowed his head and fixed his gaze on my partially opened mouth.
"I've seen you naked in a swimming pool, and you've seen me half naked."
His statements caught me off guard. I responded, "Impossible."
I frequently attend the swimming pool close to my leased house because the water in the house is frequently off and clogged. There, I saw him take a bath. It's an accident.
"My last name is Wu, so why not? Are you blind?"
Oh no, is that the family swimming pool? "So, what do you desire?"
"As long as you become my lover, you are welcome to take as long a bath as you like for free."
"Let me leave!" I snorted in annoyance as I said. Instead, he cinched his hand closer to my waist and is now holding my chin with one hand.
"Let me leave!" I disobeyed.
He appeared so anxious to kiss my lips that I could almost see his wide, tight lips touch mine, but a voice stopped him.
"Mrs. Jang!" Mr. Chen's voice was heard.
When I turned around, Chen was frozen in front of the roof door and was giving us a wary look.
Wu carefully took his hand off my waist so I could walk away. I ran faster than Chen, straightening my hair as it was blowing in the breeze.
Living here is like being in hell!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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