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Pei Guanjing was immediately ecstatic, with countless brilliant fireworks blooming in his heart. He began to attack that secret place fiercely, and Ye Chen was also shaken by his movements and gasped frequently. At this moment, the clarity in Pei Guanjing's eyes had long disappeared, and his rationality had long since disappeared. He straightened his upper body, knelt between Ye Chen's legs, grabbed Ye Chen's legs, and firmly placed them on his arms, lifting Ye Chen's upper body slightly. Ye Chen's suction force made Pei Guanjing feel numb all over his body, and the thing inserted between his legs became more swollen. In the dim light, Pei Guanjing could clearly feel Ye Chen's passage sucking and biting him tightly, and the place where the two of them were connected was even more muddy. Pei Guanjing reached out and touched it, and felt that the touch was so soul-stirring that he almost lost his last sanity. Pei Guanjing couldn't stand such a strong impact. The hot blood flowing around in his body seemed to be clamoring wildly, needing more stimulation. He couldn't help but move harder and harder. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and every breath was like a heavy sigh. His heartbeat became faster and faster, as if it was about to burst through his chest. The pleasure in his body was pushed forward layer by layer, becoming more and more intense, and finally reached its peak with his strong impact. That place softened instantly, and Pei Guanjing's essence instantly poured in. At the same time, Ye Chen also opened his eyes wide and slightly opened his mouth, feeling this fantastic and unreal feeling as if he was stepping on the clouds. Then, a stream of hot liquid poured on Ye Chen's uterine cavity, causing his legs hanging on Pei Guanjing's waist to tremble frequently and his toes to curl up. It was not until a moment later that the liquid stopped spraying and Pei Guanjing stopped. At this point, the marking was completed, and Ye Chen's whole body was stained with the smell of Pei Guanjing. At this moment, Pei Guanjing felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before. He leaned down and hugged Ye Chen tightly in his arms, calling him again and again: "A Chen, you are mine." He didn't know where Pei Guanjing's strength came from. Ye Chen raised his arm weakly and touched his face, his gentle movements full of attachment. Then he put his arm around his neck again, still longing for more. It was his first time to encounter such a fierce affair, and Ye Chen couldn't bear it. After Pei Guanjing withdrew, he stared at the place where some turbid liquid leaked out, and his eyes darkened instantly until his eyes were completely black, his eyes were full of unsatisfied desires. Noticing Ye Chen's out-of-focus and blurred eyes, Pei Guanjing seized the opportunity to break in again, and Ye Chen was aroused again, and followed him into the waves of love again. Two hours later, Pei Guanjing's manic phase finally subsided, and Ye Chen was able to lie on the bed and catch his breath to rest. Ye Chen had already been somewhat dazed by Pei Guanjing's powerful impact just now. His whole body was limp and he lay there like a pool of spring water, breathing slightly, his chest rising and falling gently with his breathing, but he had no strength to respond to Pei Guanjing's call.
Pei Guanjing held him tightly for a moment, then lifted his head. The lingering desire in his eyes was still evident as he leaned in again, urgently kissing Ye Chen's soft lips.
Ye Chen was caught off guard by the sudden kiss, struggling to catch his breath and letting out soft protests that escaped between their pressed lips, tinged with a hint of playful annoyance.
It seemed that Pei Guanjing finally came to his senses, his actions softening slightly.
He released Ye Chen and reached down to remove the cloth beneath him, tossing it casually into a nearby basin. Then, he quickly grabbed a white porcelain jar from the table.
With his long fingers, he gently uncorked the wooden stopper and scooped out a dollop of ointment. He then leaned down, his movements tender yet insistent, beginning to apply the ointment carefully to Ye Chen's injury.
The cool sensation made Ye Chen flinch slightly, as if touched by a feather. He asked with a hint of confusion, "What are you putting on me?"
Pei Guanjing first grasped Ye Chen's slender waist firmly, his warm palm lifting him slightly as he knelt over him on the bed, preventing any escape.
Then he raised his head, gazing directly at Ye Chen with an impish smile. "This is an anti-swelling ointment. I was a bit reckless earlier and worried I might have hurt you, so I'm applying some medicine."
His gaze was intensely heated and mischievous, and the implication behind his words made Ye Chen's face flush. He bit his lip and turned away, refusing to look at him. How shameless!
Pei Guanjing chuckled softly, warmth lacing his voice as he leaned down again, focusing intently on applying the ointment to Ye Chen's injury.
At that moment, his eyes were filled with tenderness, his fingers moving gently as if handling a rare treasure.
Under Pei Guanjing's touch, the swollen area felt soft and smooth, almost shimmering with faint silver threads dancing at his fingertips.
As he observed this scene before him, Pei Guanjing suddenly felt a familiar longing surge within him—a desire to completely possess Ye Chen and become one with him.
While Pei Guanjing's fingers delicately caressed Ye Chen's injury, Ye Chen felt a wave of tingling warmth inside, as if countless tiny ants were gently crawling over him.
A strange sensation rose in his abdomen, making him feel as if a wave of heat was surging within him.
"Oh no!" He was startled, realizing his loss of composure.
This was truly embarrassing. He quietly turned his head and, sure enough, saw Pei Guanjing's face, which wore a half-smile, gazing at him with eyes that sparkled with teasing affection.
Ye Chen felt an overwhelming sense of shame, wishing he could immediately cover his face with his hands.
He couldn't bear to face anyone.
Without a doubt, they were once again caught in a whirlwind of passionate entanglement.
Their breaths intertwined once more, filling the room with an intimate atmosphere. Pei Guanjing's movements grew increasingly urgent, and Ye Chen gradually succumbed to the fervent ambiance, plunging once again into the depths of passion alongside Pei Guanjing.
After it was over, Ye Chen lay breathlessly on Pei Guanjing's chest, his hair tousled and scattered across Pei Guanjing's torso, his face still flushed with lingering warmth.
At that moment, he felt as if he were still in a dream, completely immersed in the aftermath of their earlier fervor.
Pei Guanjing wrapped his arms around Ye Chen, his large hand gently stroking Ye Chen's smooth back again and again.
"A Chen," he thought, "now you truly belong to me."
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