The Hot-tempered Young Master and His Village Flower Child Bride - Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Hungry (R-19)

Chu Zhi Lu nodded to his colleagues staring at her. Then, she leaned her elbow against the car window, forming a sharp angle. Lifting her chin slightly, she asked Zhao Xunyu, “Don’t you recognize me?”

Zhao Xunyu felt a jolt run through him. He rushed to the car window, bent down, grabbed her wrist, and asked, “Zhizhi?”

Chu Zhi Lu removed her sunglasses. “It’s me.”

Zhao Xunyu grinned and repeatedly stroked her wrist. His eyes brimmed with affection. “I recognized you at first glance.”

After a moment, he turned to his colleagues, who were craning their necks to get a better look. 

“My girlfriend’s here. I won’t be joining you for dinner.”

Without waiting for their reaction, he opened the passenger door and climbed in. As the car drove away, Wen Jiang stared after it, muttering to Song Ya, “His girlfriend looks so expensive.”

Song Ya replied, “… His girlfriend looks so beautiful.”

A male colleague leaned over to the supervisor and asked, “Boss, that car must cost at least a million, right?”

“You’re not giving it enough credit. Two or three million, without a doubt. Treat Xiao Zhao well—he might become our client soon.”

The two people being discussed hadn’t gone far. Their car was parked in the underground garage of a nearby shopping mall. As soon as the car came to a stop, Zhao Xunyu frantically unbuckled his seatbelt, got out, and lifted Chu Zhi Lu from the driver’s seat to the back, half carrying her. He slammed the door shut, pressing down on her like a mountain. One hand gripped her chin as he forced a kiss; the other squeezed her slender waist so tightly that it felt like a brand.

Chu Zhi Lu wrapped her pale arms around his neck, trying to relax and accommodate him. His passion was overwhelming, and she gradually lost her ability to resist. His tongue sucked at hers until it ached and went numb. When he sensed her attempt to pull away, he tightened his grip, trapping her more completely as if to punish her. Their breathing grew ragged and chaotic. Chu Zhi Lu felt as if she were being devoured whole. Her protests were stifled, turning into seductive, unbearable moans.

Zhao Xunyu’s hand had already slipped beneath her blouse, kneading her br*asts with alternating light and heavy strokes. He could feel her heart pounding as fiercely as his own.

After what seemed like an eternity, the storm began to subside. Zhao Xunyu lingered over her collarbone. Chu Zhi Lu tilted her head back, enduring his caresses. When her breathing finally steadied, she placed her pale hand on his shoulder and feigned pushing him away, though she exerted no real force. “Aren’t you hungry?”

Zhao Xunyu traced the deepening hollows of her collarbone, answering a different question entirely. “You’ve lost weight.”

“Don’t you have to go to work this afternoon?”

“Mm-hmm.” His lips and tongue were still busy.

He had to get back to work after lunch, before the afternoon even arrived. The supervisor said that a good meal before the battle would boost morale. The division of labor had been clearly defined, and several coordination meetings had already been held, all of which Zhao Xunyu had to attend.

With little time to spare, he refrained from further teasing. After calming down, he pulled Chu Zhi Lu onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her. Her waist was so slender that his loose embrace felt distant, so he tightened his grip. In a low, husky voice, he said, “Have you been starving yourself this past month? You’re so thin.”

Tempting fate, he added, “Your ch*st seems smaller, too.”

Chu Zhi Lu leaned softly against his shoulder. Her eyes shimmered with tears as she replied, “I haven’t eaten any meat since you left.”

Her hand drifted down to caress his rigid, burning member.

Zhao Xunyu stopped her. “Don’t move. I won’t be able to control myself.”

“You said last time that you would let me see it when we met again. Now there’s no need. I can tell by touch that it’s lost weight, too.”

Zhao Xunyu pretended to bite her neck. “Just a month apart and I’ve already lost my husbandly authority, huh? I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget.”

Chu Zhi Lu dodged his playful attack and wrapped her arms around his neck. “All right, stop teasing.”

Zhao Xunyu pulled her close, kissed her hair, and sighed contentedly. They fell silent, savoring each other’s presence as a tender warmth filled the air. After a long moment, Zhao Xunyu asked, “How long can you stay, baby?”

Chu Zhi Lu teased, “I thought you’d ask who owns the car first.”
“Oh… that’s the second question.”

“Until next Wednesday.” She’d earned this vacation by pulling several all-nighters, but it wouldn’t be a true break. She had brought her laptop to work.

Zhao Xunyu kissed her and spoke in a soothing tone, as if comforting a child. “Zhizhi missed me, didn’t she? Poor thing. It’s been too long since we’ve been together.”

“I didn’t miss you. It’s just that, after only a month apart, you won’t even take off your clothes for me. I’m worried that if we’re apart any longer, I’ll have to beg you to answer my calls.”

Zhao Xunyu’s hand dropped to her hip and gave it a playful squeeze. He chuckled. “Always teasing me. Are you just hungry for me?”

Before Chu Zhi Lu could reply, Zhao Xunyu shifted their positions swiftly, pinning her beneath him. He hiked up her skirt, forcefully parted her legs, and slid his hand upward to confirm the damp heat between her thighs.

With practiced ease, he stripped away the excess fabric covering her lower body, chuckling deeply. “Zhizhi’s been craving this, hasn’t she? Look how eagerly she’s flowing.”

Chu Zhi Lu tried to close her legs instinctively, but Zhao Xunyu knelt between them and hooked her ankles over his shoulders. “Be good now. Have a little appetizer to tide you over. Brother will feed you properly tonight.”

Chu Zhi Lu cupped his face and asked, “Aren’t you going to eat lunch?”

Zhao Xunyu took the opportunity to turn his head, affectionately rubbing her hand, and replied, “I’m just about to start.”

Two slender fingers skillfully teased her slick cl*toris before he lowered his head and rubbed his nose against the er*ct bud—a ritual he’d developed before devouring her.

“Long time no see,” Zhao Xunyu murmured, pressing his lips to her entrance. His tongue had barely slipped inside when he felt her intensely clench. He swirled gently a few times before withdrawing to peck at her outer folds, savoring the long-awaited delicacy.

Chu Zhi Lu had abstained for a month, and his actions merely scratched an itch, making her feel as if countless ants were crawling through her heart.

“Mmm… harder…” Chu Zhi Lu’s slender legs kicked lightly, barely touching anything.

Zhao Xunyu’s lips retreated slightly, and his hot breath washed over her glistening, nectar-dripping flower. He stared intently as it parted, its core beckoning him inward. “This little mouth down here is much more honest, Zhizhi,” he murmured. “It says it misses me so much.”

Chu Zhi Lu arched her hips restlessly, seeking the source of heat. “Give it to me…”

Zhao Xunyu obliged, his tongue finding its mark effortlessly. He knew exactly how much pressure she craved, coaxing soft, gurgling sounds from her depths. Chu Zhi Lu’s face flushed crimson as she bit her lower lip to stifle a moan.

After a month of abstinence, he quickly brought her to cl*max with practiced strokes. He massaged her cl*toris expertly, prolonging her pleasure while stroking his throbbing, iron-hot p*nis with his other hand.

Not ready to finish himself, he lifted Chu Zhi Lu, settling her on his lap. Beneath her skirt, his p*nis slid back and forth between her slick, heated folds.

They both gasped for breath yet clung together as if only this desperate embrace could contain their surging passion.

It was burning, urgent, intertwined, rhythmic, and restrained.

Finally, the escalating stimulation brought him to ej*cul*tion.

Zhao Xunyu pressed against Chu Zhi Lu’s fragrant neck, slightly annoyed. “D*mn it! I’m even hungrier now.”