Chapter 411: Some Treats
Translator:Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor:Nyoi-Bo Studio
"When I woke up, I was having a terrible fever and hurting all over," Su Qianci said sullenly. "In addition, you… we did it for so long, so I was hurting down there as well. How can I tell whether it was you or someone else?"
Li Sicheng asked, "How is this my fault?"
"It is your fault!" she growled, staring at him. It seemed that she was about to cry again if he did not agree.
He chuckled and quickly said, "All right, my fault, it is my fault."
What a perfunctory answer!
She looked away and couldn't help smiling.
He leaned in and gazed at her, whispering, "You're no longer crying?"
She looked away, avoiding him. He approached her again, trying to get a kiss. She turned her head away again. His next try was still unsuccessful. He stopped trying and kissed her neck instead, making her let out a yelp.
"I'm burning here." Li Sicheng grabbed Su Qianci's hand and reached down. "I have starved for so long, and it's time for some treats, Mrs. Li."
"Wait a second." She gave him a push. "When I passed out, I felt someone was taking my clothes off. I'm sure that it was not a hallucination."
He paused and said calmly, "I think it was probably Rong Haiyue."
"Him? Taking off my clothes?"
"Yes, he saved you from drowning and took off your sweater and jacket. He was injured at that time."
Although she was slightly upset. She knew that it would be much easier to save her without the weight of the drenched clothes. "I see…" Su Qianci understood. "He saved me."
"I know."
She quivered under his touch. Hekissed her lightly and said in a husky voice, "In Chinese New Year, we will go to the capital and thank him in person."
"Okay… Ah… Don't touch it…"
"What about here?"
"Mmmm…"
Li Sicheng pulled her pants down and took her shirt off as well as his own. Su Qianci felt a bit chilly and put the blanket over him. Shrinking back under the blanket, she was reminded of something else and asked, "Where is Tang Mengqing now?" Tang Zhenghao had embezzled his company's money and run away; Mrs. Tang was in the prison; Tang Mengying was miserable; and where was Tang Mengqing?
"She's living with my uncle's family." His skin against hers, he said, "She's good friends with Weiya."
"I see…"
"You're thinking about someone else now? Huh?" He folded her legs up and teased her.
Su Qianci still felt incredulous. She pushed him away and asked, "Are you sure about what you just said? I was not…"
Li Sicheng removed her hand and thrusted. Leaning forward, he whispered, "You were not, but will be."
She moaned. Hearing his reply, she shoved him away. "You're terrible!"
"Don't you enjoy it?" Li Sicheng asked, pushing it all the way through.
"No… ah…"
Slamming it into her harder and harder, he sucked on her earlobe and purred into her ear, "You don't mean it."
Use Your Hand
Su Qianci was hurting badly. She twisted and gritted her teeth in agony. Finally, she raised her head and said, "Be... be gentle..."
"I can't."
"Ouch!"
Su Qianci wanted to endure it until it stopped hurting, but she felt more and more pain as Li Sicheng drove himself into her faster. She reached out and patted him to get his attention. When she loosened her teeth to speak, she started to groan and shouted intermittently, "Li... my... belly hurts..."
"You want to stop?" Li Sicheng held her in his arms. He wanted her even more, and said, "Be a good girl."
Su Qianci gritted her teeth. She was close to tears as she shouted, "It really hurts... you... stop for a while..."
He noticed the pained look on her face and knew that something wasn't right, so he stopped.
Su Qianci reached down to touch her belly. When she pressed against it, she felt a bulge and it hurt. It really hurt.
She pushed Li Sicheng away. She said seriously, "Get out, it really hurts, so uncomfortable..."
Li Sicheng pulled out and reached out to touch her. Worried, he asked, "What's wrong? Did you eat something bad?"
Su Qianci shook her head, eyes full of tears, and said, "I don't know, I just need to take a break."
"But I am so uncomfortable."
Only doing it halfway is more uncomfortable than not doing it.
She kicked him away, held her belly, and turned around.
Li Sicheng held himself back, feeling awful. He leaned down to hug her from behind, gently rubbed her stomach, and asked, "It hurts that badly?"
"Well..." Su Qianci began to answer tearfully. The pain had lessened, but she still didn't feel quite right.
This had never happened to Su Qianci before and she didn't want to finish. She felt awkward and uncomfortable with Li Sicheng waiting for her.
"Get dressed, we're going to the hospital."
"No, I just want to lie down," she said.
"Then... do you feel like finishing?"
"No..."
Li Sicheng felt wronged. He leaned against her, rubbed her arms, and said, "Mrs. Li, your husband is very uncomfortable."
She closed her eyes and turned her head away from him. Su Qianci refused and said ruthlessly, "Use your hand!"
He grabbed his member irritably, stood up, and stormed into the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of the water, Su Qianci suddenly felt guilty.
He shouldn't have to take a cold shower, should he?
The pain in her abdomen had reduced to a small ache. Or, should I continue?
She felt annoyed. She put on his discarded shirt and went to knock on the bathroom door. "Mr. Li," she said.
There was no response.
As she lowered her hand, the bathroom door swung open and a big hand closed around her wrist.
Su Qianci shouted in surprise as she was pulled into the hot, steamy bathroom. Li Sicheng pressed her against the wall in his eagerness to be inside her.
"Um..." She whispered as she felt him moving against her. Su Qianci was trying to cooperate as much as possible, but her belly stung with new pain. "It hurts..."
Annoyed, he stopped again. "Then why did you come in here? What is wrong?"
"I don't know, it just hurts..." Su Qianci hung onto him, letting him support her body. "It's too painful, pull out..."
"Let's go to the hospital." His forehead was close to hers, and he whispered in her ear. "I can't bear to see you like this!"
As he patiently helped Su Qianci get dressed, Li Sicheng felt that all the grievances he had suffered in his life were nothing compared to this.