Love? I'm reborn and I just want to get rewards

Chapter 238 Opportunity and Straight Ball

When Yan Mengqing had washed and dressed, and walked out in her silk nightgown with the help of the suite assistant, what she saw was a frozen and cold sculpture hidden in the shadow in front of the window.

The lights in the living room were not on, and the twinkling neon lights outside the window only illuminated a small patch. Su Huai sat on the sofa with his back to the scattered lights. Large patches of shadows outlined the silent peaks and cliffs on his well-defined face.

Mom!
What is this killing me vibe?!

Yan Mengqing screamed wildly in her heart, her whole body numb from the sexual tension contained in this scene.

At this moment, all her fantasies about the top second-generation rich, super domineering CEO, and T0-level sexy male doll flashed into her mind at the same time, allowing those wishful thinking to finally have a real object to pursue.

The lights are mottled, there are large shadows, light and dark frames, and the remaining faces are like a painting.

Just by looking at Su Huai's half hand on the side, Yan Mengqing felt her heart beating and her soul shaken.

The slender fingers with distinct joints stretched naturally in the dim light. It was not an exaggeration to compare them to jade carvings. Suddenly, a rather perverted idea flashed through her mind: I really want to lick them, or even hold them in my mouth and suck hard...

Just thinking about it made her feel dizzy.

The housekeeper's assistant retreated obediently. Yan Mengqing nervously adjusted her clothes, slightly clamped her legs together, and slowly moved towards Su Huai.

The graceful posture made her hips swing more vigorously, and her snow-white and slender legs were faintly visible under the side slits of her nightgown. Although she was not very busty, this posture was already attractive enough.

"Junior..."

Yan Mengqing spoke softly, her voice involuntarily sounding a little moist.

"Why don't you turn on the light? What are you thinking about?"

Su Huai looked up, watching her deliberately twisting and swaying figure, looking at the 90+ favorability level, feeling the strong throbbing in her heart, and clearly realized that this was a dish that could be served at any time.

Cooking requires skills, and what Su Huai happens to have the most is skills.

In 10 minutes at most, I will be able to get to the heart of the matter.

However, when desire suddenly arose, a strong sense of brutality surged in Su Huai's heart.

The human subconscious is the most complex and elusive, but he knows clearly where this anger and tyranny comes from.

One third was due to the anxiety and irritability caused by Chen Nuanhan's loss of control.

One third is because of Gu Jiuyue. Little Gu must not like me who is neither kind nor gentle at this moment, but this is the real me...

One third is because this situation mocks the failed previous life.

When Su Huai was a mediocre but kind-hearted hard worker, one after another two-faced women like Yan Mengqing looked down upon him or even ignored him. His work was not worthy of even a word of praise, but was just as it should be.

What did you get in return for your heartfelt help?
Most of them were disdainful sneers and impatient perfunctory responses.

"I know, I know, why are you so annoying?"

Su Huai was of course angry, but after his anger, he still wanted to help the next person with all his heart, because a large part of his salary structure was turnover commission, and helping them was helping himself.

Although most women are not worthy of a man's heart and soul, what's wrong with life?
During that time, the occasional sex session could not be called a reward.

Most of the new generation of online gold diggers do not regard sex as something that needs to be treated with caution. When they feel like it, having sex is more like using a highly simulated fully automatic tool.

They would say in a sweet voice, “Dad is great,” but after calming down, they would all say, “We are just good friends.”

It is understandable that Su Huai is even willing to sympathize with them.

But when they faced money, the awe and the cautiousness and coquettishness that came with it were like a poisonous needle that deeply hurt Su Huai's self-esteem.

Su Huai is not an exception. At least half of the boys have to overcome the same hurdle before the age of 30. Some have overcome it, while others have not.

The former slowly crawled out of the mud after falling down, while the latter lost all his energy and never stood up again.

In his previous life, Su Huai was the former, but this was not worth boasting about, especially when compared with his current treatment. He suddenly felt a sense of anger for being strongly offended in the first half of his life.

It's a little confusing, but someone should understand.

Su Huai decided to release these negative emotions and no longer digest them personally.

"Kneel down."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap, which made Yan Mengqing's whole body stiffen.

After stiffening, a strong feeling of humiliation turned into a shock wave, sweeping through her body and mind, bringing with it violent tremors.

At this moment, she seemed to have thought a lot, but also seemed to have thought of nothing. When she recovered from the blank, she was already kneeling in front of Su Huai, trembling.

This is the other side of extreme admiration for the strong – slavery.

Yan Mengqing didn't understand her true thoughts at the moment. She just obeyed involuntarily and felt greatly stimulated by it.

Su Huai raised his hand, suspended it in front of her, and issued a second command.

"Open your mouth."

Yan Mengqing obediently opened her mouth and even stuck out half of her tongue. Her eyes looked like a pug eager to please its owner.

Su Huai stretched out his index and middle fingers and gently flicked the tip of her tongue.

Violence does not necessarily have to be released through violent actions.

He didn't mean to hurt her, but she became more active and proactive, gradually making some subtle sucking sounds.

She sucked the fingers deeper and deeper. Half a minute later, she supported her hands on Su Huai's thighs, straightened her upper body and leaned forward. Her nightgown slipped to one side, revealing half of her shoulders from the neckline.

Yan Mengqing was still a novice at this time, but she seemed to be born to adapt to this role.

Her eyes were covered with mist, and she looked at Su Huai shyly. Every time she looked at him, she seemed to be confirming with him - Am I good? Do you like me?
Su Huai had experienced the torture of the slut, but even among those experts in their early 30s, Yan Mengqing was the most unique and talented one.

System review: Her face is like a flower reflecting in the water, and her eyes are like intoxicating stars.

She is in that ultimate form at this moment.

Su Huai felt like he was about to explode.

But he did not take any action. Instead, he touched her face to show his satisfaction, and then issued the third instruction in an extremely restrained voice -

"Stop, next one."

Yan Mengqing raised his head suddenly, his pupils constricted, and for the first time an expression of intense struggle appeared on his face.

In this situation, she could certainly understand where the next place would be.

But this had completely and utterly exceeded her bottom line. She had never done this before, and she had known Su Huai for too short a time.

So there are many concerns.

Her own fear of the matter was only a small part of the reason. She also felt uneasy that things had developed to that point on the first day they met - if she really did it, would it cause Su Huai to look down on her extremely?
On an intellectual level, she is smart, knows her limits, and is not easily deceived.

If Su Huai's attitude contained a hint of pleading, if Su Huai showed a hint of impatience, if Su Huai raised his hand and touched her forbidden area...

No matter what situation occurs, she will clearly understand her own position and value, and then decisively distance herself.

But no.

Nothing at all.

Su Huai just sat there quietly, giving orders in a superior manner, neither impatient nor anxious, but calm and confident, like a king who had complete control over her.

Her mind was still clear, but her emotions collapsed.

It was the first time she met such a man, and the first contact satisfied all her fantasies about a strong man.

There are some women who have never thought about evolving into a queen through their own efforts, but they long to meet a special being who is completely superior to themselves and fully enjoy the feeling of being conquered, controlled and dominated.

That kind of situation is full of uncertainty, which can fully mobilize various negative emotions such as fear, anxiety, and uneasiness, and make the whole heart hang in the air. But negative emotions are not necessarily bad. In fact, those emotions are preparing for the secretion of dopamine.

Behaviors that go against morality and constraints have been able to bring people forbidden happiness since ancient times. For groups with special personalities, the happiness is doubled.

Yan Mengqing felt a huge stimulation that was always on the verge of endurance. She had to fight against two completely opposite forces, trying to control the urge to submit, and then she was defeated in an instant.

Really, Yan Mengqing could swear on anything: at that moment, even she didn't know what she was doing.

The scene presented in reality is——

She reached out her trembling hand and touched Su Huai's belt buckle.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... She couldn't unbuckle her belt for a long time, but she was so tired that she was out of breath, her hands and feet were weak.

The belt buckle was not difficult to unfasten, but there was an obstacle underneath, which was so strong and extremely tricky.

I don’t know how long it took, but when she finally got used to it and opened the buckle, she couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief, then instantly collapsed and fell on Su Huai’s thighs.

"call……"

After taking a breath, she raised her head and looked for Su Huai's face, trying to detect her master's emotions.

I don't need praise, just a little encouragement...

As she thought so, she looked up and saw a pair of cold eyes.

Su Huai suddenly reached out and pushed her away, pulling her onto the carpet. Then he slowly stood up, re-tied his belt, and spoke condescendingly.

"You can't even do such a small thing. You're such a bummer."

Su Huai didn't say "waste" directly, but the tone and attitude were calling her a waste.

Yan Mengqing felt deeply hurt, but the pain and humiliation made her more devoted.

"Su Huai~~~"

She crawled over and hugged Su Huai's calves, put her cheek against his, then tried to raise her head, smiling and acting coquettishly with tears in her eyes.

"It's my first time~~~ I know how to do it now, can you give me another chance?"

She didn't call him "junior", but called Su Huai by his name, trying to please him warmly.

Su Huai lowered his head and looked at her misty eyes, feeling filled with emotion.

How did the situation develop step by step to the current situation?
Even Su Huai himself was confused for a moment. At first, he just wanted to vent his emotions on this woman. It didn't matter whether he succeeded or not, or even if they had a quarrel. But now, it seemed that she had awakened some extraordinary attribute?
Woman...

It is indeed the stupidest way of thinking to regard a beautiful woman as a goddess.

Su Huai knew what he could do to her, but he was too lazy to do it.

Conquest is never about giving the target ultimate satisfaction, but about sticking to one's own pace, making her always thirsty and always looking forward to that highest level of satisfaction.

Su Huai pushed away her hand, then gently stroked her smooth cheek with the back of his hand, and said nonchalantly:
"You can only move if I allow you to. If I don't give it to you, you can't ask for it. Do you understand?"

exactly!
That’s the style!

Yan Mengqing was so excited that her cheeks were red, her eyes were wet, and her breath was wheezing. She nodded impatiently: "Okay! Then what should I call you from now on?"

She seemed to be born with a holy body, and she could seduce people easily and naturally.

Su Huai certainly understood her thoughts, and was even keenly aware that the more humiliating and dominant the title was, the more excited and ecstatic it would make her.

*****?

A top-notch title that could only appear on Caoliu or as a moderator flashed through Su Huai’s mind in an instant.

However, he had no intention of bringing it up, or even meeting her basic needs.

"Call me junior. Do I know you well?"

Su Huai sneered and distanced himself from her, not giving her any chance to get close to her and establish a relationship.

Yan Mengqing felt so aggrieved that she burst into tears in an instant. Two tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she looked extremely pitiful.

But even in such a pitiful state, she tightened her abdomen, as if she was enduring something.

With a slight beep, the panel issued a prompt that Yan Mengqing's favorability peaked at 100 points, and then slowly slipped back to 90+.

Ah!
Su Huai shook his head and sneered, picked up his coat, turned and walked towards the door of the room.

The brother who was about to explode with frustration made his steps a little outward, but in Yan Mengqing's eyes, *****'s back looked more and more domineering.

She tried to prop up her upper body and made a final plea: "Junior, come and see me when you have time, okay?"

Su Huai did not respond, and even his steps did not slow down at all.

boom!
The copper door of the presidential suite opened and closed, and the dull sound echoed in the empty room and in her empty heart.

Some love comes unexpectedly and inexplicably, and it cannot even be defined as love, but Yan Mengqing insisted that she had completely fallen in love with this man.

This love is not sweet, but it is full of evil charm, which makes her fall into endless fantasy.

She collapsed limply onto the carpet and turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window.

The faint neon light shone into the living room, forming a trapezoidal frame from light to dark within three feet in front of the window. The sofa where Su Huai had sat was embedded in the center of the frame.

She raised her right hand in the air, looking at her fingers, which were as slender and well-proportioned as Su Huai's, as white as jade in the dim light. Her shadow was projected onto the armrest of the sofa, twisted into the shape of a dead branch. Suddenly, she chuckled.

She was not crazy, she was even saner than usual.

She couldn't wait to take out her cell phone, took a picture of the scene, and sent it to Su Huai.

Naturally, there was no response.

But she was not in a hurry at all. She deleted and wrote, wrote and deleted, and added captions to the photos.

In the end, this is the message that was sent out.

"You see, black and white are two sides of the same coin.

The white is bright and beautiful, exposed outside for others to see.

The distortion and ugliness of darkness must either be hidden forever or handed over to someone who can control and embrace it.

Master, can you please control it for me?
I will be good and obedient, please, please do whatever you want to me..."

She was the least qualified, but she hit the straight ball in the most unrestrained manner, like a madman.

But this is exactly where Yan Mengqing's cleverness lies: she has no room for maneuver and can only be straightforward. She and Su Huai have too few intersections, so opportunities cannot appear again and again.

Su Huai still did not respond, but he felt a kind of joy and comfort that went straight into his soul.

He had never experienced such happiness before.

It is more comfortable not to sleep than to sleep, and it is better to speak less than to talk endlessly.

This wonderful experience also made him more determined.

Men must focus on themselves. As long as you are awesome, all kinds of good things will come to you.

If they really come to you, you can still choose more.

Don’t want those who are too proactive, don’t want those who are too passive, don’t want those who don’t do a good job, and don’t want those who do a good job…

In short, everything is up to my heart, and I take care of everything, whether good or bad. Only in this way can I be worthy of those two words: male god!

(End of this chapter)