Shallow Fate (Lily ABO) mute A - Chapter 28

The car stopped, and the soldier opened the door for the two of them. Shen Zhimo noticed that the driver did not get out of the car.

“Yuefeng, aren’t you staying overnight?”

“No, I have to rush to take office tomorrow. It’s more convenient to travel from the old mansion.” Xie Yuefeng stepped out first. She took over the soldier’s job, gracefully blocking one arm above the car door, while letting Shen Zhimo hold her other hand to get out of the car.

Feeling cheerful, Shen Zhimo took the initiative to embrace her, that embrace mixed with various strange fragrances.

“I’m reluctant to leave you…”

“Then I’ll stay?”

“I didn’t keep you~”

This was the truth, but it sounded like a lie.

“Where are the ‘no’s in an omega’s mouth?”

Alphas are all idiots, Shen Zhimo quietly held her breath.

Xie Yuefeng was about to lower her head to kiss her coquettish wife, but suddenly stopped.

“Cousin… is watching us.”

Shen Zhimo turned her head and, following Xie Yuefeng’s gaze, saw Fang Yu sitting on the steps at the door. The soldier on guard occasionally glanced at Fang Yu, as if she had disturbed him in some way, very impatient.

“What is she doing sitting there in the middle of the night?”

After their first meeting, the two had met several times. Every time, Xie Yuefeng could vaguely smell the other party’s pheromone.

An uncomfortable fellow.

But from the beginning, she had defined Fang Yu as a “fool.” How could a proud daughter of heaven, a returned student with a doctorate, be angry with a fool?

Because Fang Yu couldn’t speak, Xie Yuefeng felt that the dullness added a bit of eeriness.

Just like now, being stared at made her hair stand on end.

“Maybe she came out for some fresh air…” Hearing the calculation in her tone, Shen Zhimo quickly patted Xie Yuefeng’s back as if to comfort her.

For so long, Fang Yu still hasn’t changed her habit of waiting for her.

Shen Zhimo herself didn’t realize that although she was embracing Xie Yuefeng, one toe had turned towards Fang Yu.

“Is that so?” Seeing that Shen Zhimo looked like she wanted to leave, Xie Yuefeng tightened her arms. “I’ll see you to the door?”

“No need, it’s very late, you should go back and rest early.” Shen Zhimo gently broke free from the embrace, both toes turning in the same direction.

When she reached the door, Fang Yu also slowly stood up and followed her.

Xie Yuefeng narrowed her eyes.

Fresh air?

She threw herself back into the back seat.

“Cousin?”

“Young Marshal, are you talking to me?” The driver was a little flustered.

“Are you close to your cousin?”

“Oh… it’s okay… we grew up together, and she often writes to me after she got married.”

“That’s right.”

No omega would run to submit to a handicapped bumpkin after marrying such an excellent wife like herself.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Xie Yuefeng held down her legs that were shaking involuntarily.

Just as she stepped into the gate, Shen Zhimo suddenly remembered something and turned back to the door.

“I usually don’t bother to care about these things…” She spoke to the soldier on guard.

“Madam?”

“But she is, after all, my sister. Please you…” She pretended to point her finger at Fang Yu not far away,

“Be respectful.” The ending was emphasized heavily, and the soldier heard that this was not “please” but “warning.”

He still remembered what the woman in front of him looked like when she first came. Her dark black hair, as smooth as satin, fell on her shoulders, setting off her sweet and clean face, and her smile was somewhat reserved.

And now, the long hair that should have fallen on her shoulders was neatly tied into a style popular among modern women, and what replaced it on her shoulders was a dark black and shiny fur coat, with a few plum blossoms emerging from between the fur collar.

She still had a smile, but her eyes were dead.

“Yes, Madam.”

The soldier realized that the person in front of him was no longer a woman to be trifled with.

When the sound of high heels disappeared, the palm holding the gun handle slightly oozed a circle of cold sweat.

The kisses, like rain and snow, fell on her skin, branding Fang Yu’s whole body hot at the moment of contact.

“Yongshu is dead.”

Her fingertips brushed over her brow bone, the owner of the voice lost her pride and indifference, a little trembling. Fang Yu slowed her breathing, afraid of disturbing her.

Her fingertips continued to wander on her face, feeling the “existence” inch by inch.

Slightly heroic eyebrows, always frowning tightly during orgasm, a high and straight nose bridge, but the tip of the nose is round and childish, and finally stopped at the peak of her lips, gently rubbing the lip bead.

“You have a face that brings misfortune to your spouse,” Shen Zhimo commented.

“Find me to get English books tomorrow and study them yourself.”

Her fingertips slid down, stroking the hard c0ck pressed against the center of her legs back and forth. Shen Zhimo touched the bell, and the word “Shen” engraved on it. Her eyelashes trembled. How much she wanted to tell her that she was actually afraid of her death, but in the end she just said:

“Foreigners don’t mind this.”

Fortunately, Fang Yu did not question it.

Fortunately, the p3nis was still so hot and hard, almost splitting her in half.

Before long, Shen Zhimo put her legs up in the air, using her hands to push Fang Yu’s lower abdomen.

“…so swollen… go out a little…”

Fang Yu stopped. She also had difficulty getting in and out. The narrow pvssy repeatedly tightened and contracted around the p3nis, the pain far exceeding the pleasure. Both of them were sweating a lot. Shen Zhimo leaned over to look, and even the glans was not completely eaten.

What’s going on? She thought she had gone in very deep.

“You slow down…”

Shen Zhimo grasped her slender waist and controlled the rhythm herself, but no matter how hard the two tried, they could only insert halfway.

“Let’s just do this… gently push…” She was also reluctant to let it go out.

The glans spread open the folds of the vaginal wall, slowly pushing in. Every time she entered, Shen Zhimo was so swollen that she panicked. When the p3nis was completely withdrawn from her body, she felt empty and uncomfortable again.

This state… is familiar…

The full tip repeatedly sank in, scraping against the most sensitive flesh bead. The alpha gasped and tensed her muscles, bringing out beautiful triangular lines between her legs with the thrusting motion.

Shen Zhimo wanted to cry a little. After a certain climax, she pulled the bell on Fang Yu’s neck and really cried.

She should have guessed what was going on.

She kissed and hugged Fang Yu, gave Fang Yu oral s3x, and every time let Fang Yu go all the way in.

Fang Yu was squeezed out tears by the sudden contraction, lying prone on Shen Zhimo’s body, gasping for breath. Her icy arms wrapped around her neck, and she spit out hot words close to her ear:

“Cum inside me, b1tch, cum all your things into me.”

Perhaps it’s a bit crazy.

Shen Zhimo turned her face and found the lips that were described as “bringing misfortune to her spouse” and began to lick them.

In this world, it doesn’t matter anymore.