You Don't Have to Move. I'll Do It Myself

"Mr. Ye, it's getting late. I have work tomorrow. I… I need to rest."

Cen Pan, hoping that Ye Xiao would change his mind and let her go, was like a kitten with its sharp claws retracted.

Ye Xiao's large hand squeezed her chest, then he casually picked up the medicine box and went to the bed to hug her. Cen Pan, not daring to move, froze.

"Don't worry, I won't force you. But before that, I have to get what I deserve."

Ye Xiao's hand was on her waist, and his hard part pressed against Cen Pan's waist. Cen Pan, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and wriggled.

"Don't move." Ye Xiao's voice was slightly hoarse. "Raise your legs and relax."

Cen Pan was on high alert and did not do as she was told. The man lifted her slender legs slightly and a small stick-like testicle was held between her legs while he rubbed gently.

"Release it for me and I'll let you go."

Cen Pan's face flushed and she couldn't even speak properly. "I… I don't know how to."

"You don't have to move. I'll do it myself."

Ye Xiao slowly straightened his back and rubbed against the woman's fair legs. After some time, Cen Pan's body started to heat up and itchiness started to spread from the depths of her abdomen.

Her breathing became heavy and hurried. Her delicate hand gripped the corner of the blanket tightly and bit her lips with her upper teeth. She tried hard not to make any shameful sounds.

"Um… ah…"

The man moved faster and faster, scaring Cen Pan.

Ye Xiao held her little hand all the way down and grabbed a hard part of his body, making her shiver in fear.

Accompanied by the man's growl, some sticky substance was sprayed on her hand. Cen Pan suddenly sat up and ran towards the toilet.

A man's deep laughter came from behind. Cen Pan limped to the washroom and scrubbed her palms repeatedly while washing her hands.

"Take a shower with me, okay?"

The man had appeared behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Mr. Ye, although we're legally married, I hope you can pay attention to your body too, or else you'll get karma sooner or later," Cen Pan could not help but curse.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult to satisfy you. Why don't you give it a try?"

"Who wants to try? I'm going to sleep." Cen Pan couldn't outargue this man, so she turned around and walked past him before quickly returning to the bed.

She closed her eyes tightly as if she could forget the awkwardness from before by doing this.

The woman's self-hypnosis was quite hilarious to him.

The bed behind Cen Pan sank down and Ye Xiao had already returned. He pulled her into his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I won't make the final step until you've thought it through."

"Mr. Ye, I'd better sleep in the guest room." Cen Pan rolled her eyes and tried to break free from the man's hold.

"If you move again, I can't guarantee what will happen. Go back and sleep."

Ye Xiao's long legs pressed down and he firmly controlled her restless limbs while hugging her and pretending to sleep.

Cen Pan could clearly feel the change in his body. Her body was stiff and she didn't dare to move. After pretending to sleep, she really fell asleep.

The next morning, Cen Pan almost kicked Ye Xiao off the bed when she saw a man beside her.

However, Ye Xiao acted naturally, as if nothing had happened, and as if they had been married for many years.

While Cen Pan was feeling awkward and uneasy, Ye Xiao brought Cen Pan to work after they had their meal. Cen Pan hurriedly shouted when they reached a place still far away from the company.

"Stop, I'll get off here."

Ye Xiao frowned.

"We agreed last night not to let anyone know. In order not to cause any unnecessary trouble, I will get off here." Cen Pan spoke quickly and packed up before getting off the car.

"Wait, did you forget something?" Ye Xiao raised his eyebrows unhappily.

Cen Pan was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Xiao innocently with her big eyes.

Ye Xiao held the back of her head with his large hand and lowered his head to kiss her. The woman's sweet scent was addictive.

His large hand gradually moved up to the woman's breasts. With a gentle squeeze, he pushed her away.

"You're almost late."