Chapter 2120: What Should I Do? I’m Bleeding
Once again, Shen Luo’an asked, “Do you like it?”
Shen Manting felt that Shen Luo’an was acting strange today.
It wasn’t just the things that he said, his behavior was also unusual tonight.
While he wasn’t the one who always made the first move, he would never be as passive like he is at this moment.
Shen Manting was panting slightly and did not reply when she heard what he asked.
Shen Luo’an suddenly thrust in hard and Shen Manting could not help but moan.
“Manting…” Shen Luo’an whispered as he leaned in close to her ear. “Do you like it? Tell me. Do you like it?” he asked.
“Ah…” Shen Manting moaned. She clutched tightly onto his arms and called out, “Dear… Dear…”
Shen Luo’an began to rock harder and faster.
Shen Manting could not evade his fierce attacks. Under his persistent questioning, she finally replied breathily, “I like it…”
“What did you say?” Shen Luo’an asked in a low, raspy voice as he continued to drill into her. “I couldn’t hear you clearly,” he said.
“I like it. Ah… I like it…very much. Oh… Slow down…” she moaned.
Shen Luo’an could not resist himself from planting a kiss by the side of her lips. During their final wild ride, they both reached their climax.
…
When it ended, Shen Luo’an got up and groped around the bedside cabinet before fishing a pack of cigarettes out.
Shen Manting was wrapped under the blankets and when she saw Shen Luo’an hold up the pack of cigarettes, she asked, “Dear, are you going to smoke again?”
“I won’t smoke if you don’t like it,” said Shen Luo’an as he pulled out a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth.
Shen Manting watched him intently before she softly replied, “I don’t like it.”
Shen Luo’an turned to look at her. He did not light the cigarette and merely sucked on it in his mouth for a few times before he took it out and said, “Is the smell pungent?”
However, Shen Manting merely continued to watch him without speaking. She then reached out to hold his hand.
Shen Luo’an looked at her hands and saw that she was taking his cigarette away. She then broke it into half without hesitation and tossed it away.
“The Director had a father. But he smoked excessively so his lungs had problems and turned black eventually. The hospital couldn’t treat him and he died,” said Shen Manting as she looked at Shen Luo’an. “I feel that the Director’s father’s early death could have been avoided. He was a pretty decent man but he passed away simply because he smoked too much. You should stop smoking as well,” she said.
Shen Luo’an smiled and replied, “I won’t die from smoking.”
“The Director’s father said the same thing as well but he still passed away,” said Shen Manting as she looked at Shen Luo’an. “You shouldn’t smoke anymore,” she said.
She then frowned and said, “Dear, the aching feeling on my waist is getting worse. Could you give me a massage?”
“Again?” asked Shen Luo’an and he raised his eyebrows. He then put down the pack of cigarettes.
After he laid down in bed, he reached out his hands to caress the back of her waist.
“I don’t want to do it anymore. I don’t feel well tonight,” Shen Manting replied honestly. With a frown on her face, she said, “Dear, do you think that we went at it for too long today? The roller coaster was a little dangerous and I may have hurt my back.”
“Get up and let me take a look,” said Shen Luo’an. He then pulled the blankets aside and got her to turn over.
All of a sudden, Shen Manting shrieked, “Argh! Dear!”
She instantly sprang out of bed. She stared at the area that she had been lying on in disbelief before shrieking, “Dear, there’s blood!”
Shen Luo’an looked at where she was looking and at one glance, he could see a patch of dark, crimson red.
He then tossed the blankets aside in shock.
Other than that patch of blood, they realised that there were patches of blood scattered in other areas as well. Water stains were mixed with the red, bloody fluid and it looked slightly terrifying.
“Dear!” Shen Manting exclaimed. Her hands were cupped over her mouth and she looked visibly frightened. “What should I do? I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding because of your thrust!” she screamed.
Fear and panic were written all over her face as she asked, “What should I do? Dear, will I die?”