It took some time to go through the formalities. And after that, it's time to get down to business at night.
Creamy lay on her back on the bed, and this timeTingewasvery gentle. Creamy was the one whowas somewhat forgetful. Or it could be said that, she didn't want to give up, andshe wouldn't stop trying until she began to enjoy it.
Tinge kissed her lips and listened to her rapid breathing, his body burning.
"Emma!" He murmured her name in a hoarse and charming voice.
Creamy listened to his breathing and his low call to her. Her consciousness was not that clear, but she still crossed her arms, hugging the man's neck.
This time, Tingedisplayed his skill once more. Creamy no longer felt uncomfortable as it was at the first time and gradually began to adapt.
Nearly an hour and a half later, Creamy's waist was so painful that she couldn't stand up straight. However, she never threw in the towel. If she couldn't stand up, she would just lie in bed and take a nap for a while. She was sure that she would ultimately recover.
She didn't wake up, however, until 3:30 in the morning. By the time she was awake, the man beside her had already fallen asleep with her in his arms.
"Ah!"Creamyexclaimed. The man beside her instinctively hugged her into his arms and abruptly opened his eyes, asking with concern, "What's wrong, Emma?"
"What time is it now?"Creamy's voice was trembling.
Tinge was stunned. He stretched his long arm towards the bedside table, switched on his phone, and replied in a hoarse voice, "It's only 3:30 a.m. It's still early. You cango back to sleep."
"No, my...my dad doesn't allow me to spend the night outside."Creamy hurriedly propped herself up and sat up. Her long, messy hair made her look both seductive and lustful, almost like a rose with dew on it.
Tinge saw her turn on the light, and immediately after hearing her words, he also abruptly turned over and sat up, "Really?"
Hismind went blind, doubting that if his father—in—law would break his third leg in the future.
Creamyhurriedly tried to get dressed, while Tinge was also busy dressing. The two seemed to be in a hurry and panic, just like students who had a puppy love, extremely afraid of their parents.
Creamy checked her phone, finding that there were more than ten missed calls. She pressed her head hard. Just now, in order not to disturb themenjoying the love affair, she even deliberately muted her phone. Now, the quietness in turn made her panic.
"Emma, I'll go back with you. I can explain it to your dad and mom."Tingewouldn't let her go back alone and get scolded. He was the one who should be scolded. After the dinner, Creamyshould have gone back. It was he who lured, abducted, and cheated her to return to the hotel.
Creamy stopped dressing and looked at him with a smile. "You still want to explain? How do you explain? Explain what we did in the hotel?"
Tinge was speechless.
Creamysaid immediately, "Don't go back with me. If I go back alone, my parents won't have the reason to scold me."
"At least let me drive you back to your home. It's too late now. I can't let you go back home alone. It's not safe."Tinge felt a little helpless. Creamy was right.It's hard for himto explain what had happened.
"Alright."Creamy did not refused this time.
Tingehad already completed the formalities for and licensed his newly purchased car, which was parked in the parking lot downstairs. Creamy drove here previously. Therefore, on the way back, Tinge drove behind Creamy, focusing on her. The two headed straight for the villa of the Wayne Family.
Tinge gripped the steering wheelwith one hand and subconsciously bit his finger clip. He had always been calm in dealing with problems and never been in such an embarrassed situation like tonight. He had never been afraid of anything, but he was afraid of his future father—in—law.
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