100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Chapter 745: Untitled

When everybody downstairs heard what was going on, they were exceptionally calm and yet seemed exceptionally speechless. It was nothing short of properly exciting...

With Su Man’s place much livelier than usual, not everybody had their own courtyard and mansion. The Su mansion was constructed in a special manner, mostly connected through a winding corridor. The individual mansions were not particularly tall. Ye Wei and Mo Jue occupied the second floor whereas Eleven and Mo Ye were a few rooms adjacent to them. Rong Yan and Chu Li were one winding corridor away.

The study room for their work was downstairs.

What actually happened stemmed from Ping-er, who loved to look for Ye Wei for fun. The young girl happily went up the second floor only to hear NSFW sounds at the staircase landing. The two passionate lovers could not be less bothered about visitors.

The innocent Ping-er was so embarrassed from hearing it that she went down the stairs hurriedly. Given how loud Ye Wei and Mo Jue were, Ping-er, in her excitement, blabbered about what happened. Eleven and Mo Ye, as well as Rong Yan and Chu Li, who originally were about to return to the mansion and were passing by respectively, ended up gathering downstairs and listening in on the action upstairs.

Rong Yan even innocently suggested whether they would be able to witness the action since it was way more gratifying than listening in on the action.

Everybody lost it...

Weren’t they doing each other a tad too intensely in broad daylight? It was needless to say that they really wanted to witness the action since Second Boss Mo was really awesome in bed. All the guys gave their signs of approval at Second Boss Mo’s prowess in bed.

Chu Li smartly brought Rong Yan back to the room. While listening in on the action was not as gratifying as witnessing the action, his desire was piqued and he really wanted to do Rong Yan. Mo Ye and Eleven also darted back to their rooms, while Su Man and Bai Ye were not present.

Only Black J, Jason, and Ping-er remained downstairs. Ping-er was quite the smart girl who backed away and covered her chest when she saw Black J’s and Jason’s hungry eyes. “I do not want to be part of a threesome. I do not want to be part of a threesome,” she said innocently.

Jason’s and Black J’s faces were utterly blacked. A threesome?! A threesome?!

F***! Surely they weren’t that desperate?

Jason stared hard, and Ping-er turned tail and scooted away in an instant. Jason and Black J looked at each other, speechless.

...

Once they returned to the room, Mo Ye, somewhat aroused, pinned Eleven against the door and leaned in to kiss her. His blood surged toward his tool which proudly pressed on her abdomen.

“Eleven...” He became aroused very quickly and kissed her lips. His hands impolitely reached underneath her shirt and gently kneaded her mounds while gently snapping her red laces. Eleven, who was extremely aroused, was flushing, and her breathing became irregular from his ministrations.

Any healthy and hot-blooded man who listened in on the action with their beloved and did not respond in kind was not too different from a dead man. Mo Ye kissed her hard. He forcefully ripped off her shirt and left her topless.

“Mo Ye, we can’t...” Eleven was trying to avoid imminent peril. Goodness, who would be able to withstand such a sweet torture from her beloved who lit the embers of arousal wherever he touched her? She was so dazed and enthralled by his ministrations that she wanted to be fully lost in them...

But she had to always remember that her body was not up for it...

“Mo Ye, we can’t...” Eleven cupped his head and gently kissed his lips. As Mo Ye’s body became even more aroused, such a simple kiss was insufficient to satisfy him. He held Eleven and sucked on her tongue without end.

“Eleven, I can’t be bothered. I want you...” Mo Ye felt himself lapsing into a lust-fueled madness where he could not care anymore about the virus. All he wanted was her, and he couldn’t care less about whether he caught the virus...

As Mo Ye grunted, he roughly took off Eleven’s belt. Eleven ingeniously disarmed Mo Ye and held his hand. “Mo Ye, I will not allow it. Don’t even think about it. You can do me however you want, but only after I have recovered.”

She had to let go of everything, including her arousal, to be able to say this. This was something she had told Mo Ye a long time ago, and she would absolutely not allow them to sleep together. They had acted out of passion despite not making a home run. While she would not allow him to be lost in sensual desires, she would relieve him through other methods. If both of them were lost in their sensual desires, woe befell them.

Considering a major battle was looming on the horizon, they could not afford to be willful.

Whenever they were together, he would tease her to the point she could not bear it and would beg for mercy every night, save the night he learned Su Ruyu was his biological mother. She could feel his desire and his forbearance. Apart from a home run, she had pleased him in many embarrassing ways imaginable.

However, she could not help but feel bashful about it.

Her self-control was strong enough to allow them to avoid imminent peril even in the midst of their sensual throes.

“I don’t care.” Mo Ye’s deep eyes were slightly red, burning with an intense desire that would melt her into a puddle. Mo Ye struggled to break free of Eleven’s grasp. He was quite a brute when he used force, so Eleven rolled her body around and directly pinned him against the soft carpet.

With Eleven on top of him, Mo Ye was so aroused that he rubbed his thighs against her. Since she only had his hands pinned down, he could still move his legs. “Mo Ye, stop moving.” Eleven was at a loss as to whether to cry or laugh.

Didn’t he know that he would only make himself more uncomfortable as he moved?

Had she known that his curiosity would have killed the cat, she would have dragged him away long before this could happen. Ah, what oversight! While she could pin Mo Ye down, she might not be able to pin a Mo Ye who was burning with desire.

She also wanted him to do her...

“Eleven, let me go.” Mo Ye’s voice had a desire and frustration to it, and he squinted in discomfort. He cajoled Eleven into letting him go as seeing her half-naked yet unable to do anything made him feel extremely unbearable. The sensation of her tender body pinning him down and rubbing against him thanks to their movements sent him into a deeper lust-filled madness.

He really wanted to do Eleven...

Those thoughts drove him into madness. He could not resist the genuine satisfaction from really f***ing her in spite of how she had helped him relieve himself with her own bag of tricks. He had never known that he was such a greedy person in bed, and his lack of self-control in that department was a pleasant surprise to him too.

The chain reaction would only lead to... a spectacular outburst!

Eleven looked at him in slight helplessness. How could she simply let him go?

Wouldn’t she be getting herself into trouble? She slightly looked down at her body and smiled. “Calm down a little and I’ll let you go. No shenanigans, please.”

As Mo Ye buried that burning desire in him deep under, his gaze grew calmer and his eyes, as seemingly deep as still water, drew her in.

“I am very calm, and I promise that I will behave.” Mo Ye sounded as though he was slightly repressing his desires. While he already sounded good, he sounded even more attractive under these circumstances.

There was a charm in his voice that one could not overlook.

Eleven knew that she shouldn’t believe him

However, when she saw his veins on his forehead throb and him sweating from his extreme forbearance, she could not bear it and thus let Mo Ye go. No sooner had she let go than he grabbed her waist. As the two of them rolled on the ground, their positions changed.

He was on top of her.

Mo Ye, no longer his cold and repressed self, became a beast that was about to break out. His pitch-black eyes, as deep as the night sky, were without end...

Yet so passionate.

He kissed her lips and ran his tongue around the tip of her tongue, sucking and teasing it until he slightly lost control and bit on the tip of her tongue. Eleven wanted to stop him, but she ended up going around his neck in seeming encouragement. In just a moment, she tried to reciprocate his overtures, sending Mo Ye into even more intense arousal. He trembled, and his sweat fell onto her beautiful collarbone.

He was so aroused that he started to knead her mounds with even more strength. Gritting her teeth, Eleven finally had him let go of her lips with some effort so that she could breathe. Mo Ye’s searing kisses had gone south, and he gently sucked and bit on her mounds. He even kneaded Eleven’s mounds hard, making Eleven gasp.

“What are you doing? Are you nuts?” He had left visible bite marks on her pale mounds.

Mo Ye, rubbing his nose against hers, kissed her lips and said, “Leaving a mark. My mark...”

“Seriously?! What marks are you leaving? They will eventually fade.”

“Then, I’ll leave a love bite every day.” Mo Ye kissed her on her lips without explaining further. He really, really wanted Eleven to the point he could not control that beast of a desire in him...

To face the beautiful person one loved day and night—despite being able to hug her to sleep and kiss her all over, unable to have her was torturous.

How many times did he have to cool his lusty desires off in the night?

The desire in him could not be dispelled.

This damn poison would off him in her hands instead of his opponents’ hands.

“You’re nuts.”

“But how now? I really want it.” Mo Ye sounded hoarse as he gently blew into Eleven’s ears. Eleven’s body shuddered in response. When it came to arousing people, she was not Mo Ye’s match at any level.

Men were innately better at women when it came to that.

“Just bear with it, okay?” Eleven replied helplessly as she gently wiped away the sweat on his forehead. “Conserve your energy for the final battle up ahead. Gee, how could you even be thinking of such things even as the final battle looms?”

“Dear, I’m thinking about all these every day...” Mo Ye looked her in the eye before kissing her on the eyebrow. “The more I repress it, the more it hurts. Eleven, please help me...”

Eleven’s face reddened. As her skin was already pale, her reddened face made her extremely adorable. She knew that he would just say that she always forced him to keep it in. In that case, she would have to help him.

Eleven was undoing Mo Ye’s belt gently when Mo Ye suddenly lied down and grabbed her hand. He looked at her lips briefly before kissing her. “Your mouth, please...” His gaze became even darker.

Eleven’s face became beetroot red...

“No, I can’t...” Eleven was bashful. She did not want to do something like that, and she had rejected it without much thought ever since Mo Ye wanted her to do it previously. While it was said that men enjoyed women who orally pleased them, she did not like it...

She felt that it was... really embarrassing.

“Eleven...” Big Boss Mo immediately adopted a petulant approach. He did not stop dallying on her. He wanted her so badly that she had to quench his desire for her.

“Dear...” Mo Ye gently whispered into her ear. He gently nibbled at her earlobe, teasing it. Eleven’s face became even redder.

She could not stand how shameless he had become...

Where on the earth did he learn that from? That was utterly despicable.

But if Eleven was not mentally prepared and resisted the notion of doing it, then his tool was probably...

“Call my name again and you’ll have to DIY.” Eleven stared at Mo Ye in frustration. Mo Ye continued pinning her down and sending her into a sensual daze, relentlessly kneading and teasing her mounds.

“I am strongly against such torture. Why should I DIY when I have a dear?” Big Boss Mo’s hoarse voice sounded determined. She would absolutely not torture him...

Eleven was taken aback. When he gently bit on her mounds, Eleven felt a numbing sensation run through her, sending her into shivers. Unable to bear the pleasure, she grunted and closed her legs tightly. “Dear, look at how your junior is calling for my junior.” Mo Ye laughed sexily.

Eleven was lost for words.

“Nope.” With sheer willpower, Eleven pushed Mo Ye’s head away. If they kept it up, they would not be able to extricate themselves from it. She could not orally please him.

“Eleven...” Mo Ye hugged her and swatted away the blanket she was holding. How could such a beautiful view be stopped? Mo Ye was extremely jealous of Mo Jue. Oh, the jealousy...

Why could he have his fill and be so satisfied while he was left hanging? If this was karma for what he did, then it must have been enough, no? Big Boss Mo utterly regretted his previous mistake.

“Just bear with it, okay? If you can’t, then chop it off.” Eleven laughed as she scolded Mo Ye. Mo Ye blinked innocently. Chop it off? That was definitely off the table. How could he guarantee his wife’s sexual happiness once he had chopped that off?

He absolutely could not afford to chop it off. Mo Ye secretly thought about it and became even more jealous of Mo Jue.

He suddenly pointed to his cocky and angry junior before saying, “Dear, it just won’t listen...”

Eleven was utterly lost for words!