Chapter 43: Wen Hang’s wet dream (Slight H)

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Wen Hang didn’t lack women.

Not to mention his social status right now, but just his looks alone, if he purely wanted to vent his l*stful desires, a lot of female celebrities in the entertainment circle would be willing to go to bed with him.

Of all female celebrities, which of them didn’t have exceptional looks and great body shapes?

Most of them were just using each other to relieve their loneliness, using each other’s bodies to get comfort.

But simply looking at their appearance such as their looks and bodies, Yan Xi wasn’t considered extraordinary, there were just too many girls in the circle who were exceptional. Hence, Wen Hang didn’t understand why he only had desires for her.

In the deluxe room of the hotel, Wen Hang sipped the red wine and watched the second preview of <Zheng Xiong> on his computer. The l*sty bed scene was edited into disorganized scenes by the director, then adding up the post-production music, characters’ dialogues and also the post-production filters, they made the preview become really breathtaking although it was only a single glimpse. Especially the breathing sounds that were amplified, they only made his heart flutter.

Wen Hang clicked pause, but the screen paused at the scene where he lowered his head to kiss Yan Xi’s clavicle. He closed his eyes but he couldn’t control the desires inside his heart.

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“No…” Her voice was soft and low as she said in fright: “Don’t do it here, people will see…”

The Yan Xi in his dreams did not reject him, and of course, he wouldn’t allow her to reject him as well.

Wen Hang kissed her again, then pushed her into the cubicle of the washroom and locked the door.

This dream was very bold and also very outrageous.

The narrow and small space in the washing room insulated the noisiness and clamor from the outside world. He pushed her entire person against the wall to kiss her. Their skin stuck closely together as his chest pressed against her ample br**sts. He even put his knees between her legs, separating that pair of snowy white, long beautiful legs…

He kissed her soft lips while extending his hand to caress her smooth thighs. While wrestling with her lips and teeth and listening to her pants in his arms, he lifted her alluring leg towards his waist and pulled the pit of her leg to hit his cr*tch.

Separated by fabric, he could still feel the softness at the pit of her legs. She obviously also felt the passion between his legs, her beautiful body shuddered as she tried to struggle again.

But he wanted her, he wanted to have her so badly, to continue what they didn’t finish doing on that day during the shoot. She was the one who set him on fire, so how could she just retreat after the director shouted “Cut”? Leaving him alone unable to get out of the scenario, his mind full of her shadows?

“No… No… Teacher Wen…” She was rejecting him, but in Wen Hang’s dream, her small pleading voice was obviously inviting him while pretending to reject. She was pushing him away weakly which only ignited his l*st even more. He turned around and went on to kiss her neck, like what happened in the movie, his wet and agile tongue slid up and down her clean neck that was emanating a sweet fragrance…

Yan Xi trembled even more in his embrace, but not because she was scared, it was because her neck was too sensitive.

“Wuu…” As she trembled, a puddle of sticky liquids leaked out of her flower hole, moistening her underwear.

Wen Hang kissed her while using his large palm to massage her chest. He even pulled open the zipper at the back of her dress, pulling down the snowy skirt from her shoulders to show her lacy bra, then used the tip of his tongue to lick and tease her alluring cle*vage…

“Ah… Teacher Wen… En… Don’t do this… En… Cannot do this here… Ah… En…”

Yan Xi used her hand to cover her mouth. She didn’t dare to moan as she was afraid people might hear her. Her pretty eyes were filled with affections as she looked at Wen Hang. She kept shaking her head, hoping that he would stop, but Wen Hang thought that…

Since he was pursuing excitement, why shouldn’t he do this until the end…

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