Learning Hua Bao's Quirky Taste

"So that's how it is."

Su Hua raised an eyebrow.

"Xuan, since we can do things like this, there's no way you're getting away."

"For keeping the matter of Doctor Xiaoyao a secret from me, Xuan, you'd better obediently accept your punishment."

Su Hua was about to blindfold Lin Xuan with a strip of cloth when she suddenly noticed the face he was currently wearing.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Although Xuan's current face was quite nice, she still preferred Xuan's original face.

Su Hua peeled off Lin Xuan's skin mask.

And threw it into the trash can.

Then, she tied the cloth around Lin Xuan's eyes.

Lin Xuan's vision plunged into darkness.

The darker it was, the more apprehensive Lin Xuan felt.

Hua had already known his identity the very first time he came to treat her.

So she must have been preparing all of this today for a long time.

He didn't know what Hua was going to do to him...

Click.

Click.

Lin Xuan noticed a cold sensation on his wrists and ankles.

Lin Xuan realized that Hua was chaining him up.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

What kind of fetish did Hua have? Why did she love locking him to the bed and playing with him so much...

"Xuan, lie on the bed like a good boy and wait for me."

After saying that, Su Hua got up and went to the walk-in closet.

When she came out of the closet again, her feet sank into the soft carpet, and she was wearing bells.

As she walked, they made a jingling sound.

Thump, thump, thump. Lin Xuan's heart was beating wildly.

It would have been fine if he wasn't wearing a blindfold, but wearing it magnified his other senses infinitely.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's heart was filled with nervousness and... anticipation.

He wondered what Hua would do to him next...

"Good doggy."

"Here I come."

Su Hua leaned over, her soft hair falling onto Lin Xuan's face, tickling him.

She reached out a hand.

Her fingers gently stroked from the edge of the blindfold, and then, little by little, trailed downwards.

Lin Xuan's body was very warm.

Su Hua's hand, however, was icy cold. Wherever her fingers traced, it left an inexplicable electric sensation.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Xuan, you don't need to be nervous."

Su Hua curled her lips and said, "I'll make Xuan feel good."

With that said.

Su Hua leaned down and kissed Lin Xuan's lips, beginning to wantonly toy with his body.

As the two intertwined, the rattling of the chains and the chiming of the bells mingled together, sounding exceptionally intimate.

Halfway through.

"Xuan," Su Hua spoke in a husky voice beside Lin Xuan's ear, "the servants in the villa have all been sent away."

"No one will disturb us. For the next few days, let's just stay in the villa and have some real fun, okay?"

Come to think of it.

She and Xuan hadn't fooled around outside the bedroom of the villa in a long time.

They were going to the pool... the swing in the garden, as well as the living room and the kitchen.

"Can I refuse?" Lin Xuan asked weakly.

"Xuan, what do you think?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow.

Lin Xuan shut his mouth.

Despite how obedient and accommodating Hua usually was to him, in bed, she was exceptionally domineering and would not compromise easily.

Su Hua smiled faintly, "Xuan is being punished by me right now, so you can only obediently let me do as I please."

Lin Xuan felt a bit uneasy in his heart.

He didn't know if Hua was going for three days and three nights, or seven days and seven nights today...

You reap what you sow.

If he had known his secret identity would be exposed so quickly, he wouldn't have used the identity of Doctor Xiaoyao to treat Hua.

Sigh.

Lin Xuan let out a sigh.

"Xuan, properly enjoy my services."

Ripples of passion filled the room.

Butler Wang passed by the medical room and could faintly hear the intimate sounds coming from inside.

Butler Wang smiled and nodded.

It seemed Doctor Xiaoyao really was Young Master Lin. If it were any other man, the Young Lady would never be this close to him.

This young couple really knew how to spice things up.

Young Master Lin's skin mask was so realistic. Didn't that mean they could often change into different skin masks when playing in bed?

That must be a unique flavor of fun.

Not bad, not bad at all.

Once he got together with Lan Zhi, he would have to buy some skin masks from Young Master Lin.

That way, with a new boyfriend every day, Lan Zhi would never get tired of him.

Butler Wang smiled and nodded.

For the next few days, he should just go to Lan Zhi's place, to avoid being a third wheel between the Young Lady and Young Master Lin.

Butler Wang left the villa, consciously leaving the space to Su Hua and Lin Xuan.

The servants would only enter the villa when Su Hua called them in to clean, and as soon as they finished cleaning, they would leave immediately.

The next day.

Jiang Qing called Su Hua.

By now, the chains on Lin Xuan's body had been undone, and Su Hua was wearing a maid outfit.

She was kneeling behind Lin Xuan.

Su Hua's slender fingers traced across Lin Xuan's shoulders.

Her gaze swept over Lin Xuan's body, seeing the bite marks she had left on him in the heat of passion yesterday.

A hint of a smile flashed in her eyes.

Su Hua's hands moved from his back down to Lin Xuan's abs, and Lin Xuan's breathing grew heavier and heavier.

It was truly fatal.

Hua's hands were like a fire starter; wherever they touched, he felt a burning heat.

During this period, it wasn't just Hua who had been abstinent.

He had been abstinent too.

So yesterday, he had been exceptionally aroused...

The intimacy was on the verge of igniting again.

Suddenly, a phone ringing broke the intimate atmosphere between the two.

Su Hua frowned and hung up the phone.

Over at the Su Group, Jiang Qing frowned.

Boss Su hung up on her?

It was only ten in the morning. In broad daylight, it never even crossed Jiang Qing's mind that Lin Xuan and Su Hua were still being intimate in bed; she only thought Su Hua had hung up by mistake.

She dialed Su Hua's number once again.

Su Hua's brows furrowed in annoyance.

Lin Xuan suddenly remembered the few times before when he was answering the phone, and Hua had pulled those little tricks in front of him.

Perhaps, he could let Hua have a taste of that too.

Thinking this, Lin Xuan spoke up, "Hua, Secretary Jiang has called you twice in a row. She must have something urgent to tell you. Aren't you going to answer?"

Su Hua gave Lin Xuan a thoughtful look.

She suddenly let out a low chuckle.

"Yes, I really should answer Secretary Jiang's call."

Su Hua pressed the answer button.

"Boss Su, the CEO of Chengsheng Group came to our company today, he said..."

Jiang Qing was still reporting on work when suddenly, Lin Xuan pinned Su Hua to the bed, causing the phone to slip from Su Hua's hand.

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