"I bought a new set of lingerie today..." She swallowed hard, unable to bring herself to say anything more embarrassing.
Fu Lian understood immediately. He glanced at her face, pulled his hand out from under the hem of her sweater, and gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, revealing her full and rounded forehead.
He leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, then sat up straight.
"Mr. Fu?" Wen Baozhu asked, puzzled.
Fu Lian looked into her dazed and lustrous eyes and let out a soft laugh. "Since Baozhu has prepared a gift for me, it would be more appropriate for me to unwrap it at home."
...
Aunt Jiang had already gone to bed. Fu Lian opened the door himself.
As soon as they entered the room, their bodies were locked in an embrace.
They kissed and nipped at each other, as if they couldn't get enough of each other.
Wen Baozhu felt hot all over. She gently pushed against his chest. "I'm hot."
"If you're hot, take it off," Fu Lian said.
He loosened his hold on her for a moment and stared at her intently. "Didn't you prepare a gift for me?"
As soon as he said that, Wen Baozhu felt embarrassed.
She no longer felt hot. Her heart was pounding, and she was a little afraid of his reaction when he saw her in that lingerie.
"I'll take a shower first," Fu Lian said, seeing her shyness. He wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he said patiently, "I hope to see a beautiful you when I come out."
He was always so gentle, whether it was towards Fang Yuan or Wen Baozhu.
His innate grace and elegance made people think of him as a perfect gentleman.
But in fact, he was a complete brute.
And only Wen Baozhu knew this.
Fu Lian got up and walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water soon filled the air.
In this regard, he was always willing to give her more time.
Wen Baozhu took a deep breath and took off her sweater and pants, leaving only her lingerie.
She didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror. She walked over to the bed, lifted the covers, and climbed in.
When Fu Lian came out, he saw Wen Baozhu with her back turned to him. He smiled softly and walked over to pat her on the back.
Wen Baozhu didn't move. She wasn't sure how to initiate things.
Suddenly, Fu Lian reached out and yanked the covers off the bed. She was exposed to his gaze without warning.
A rush of cold air hit her, and she couldn't help but let out a startled cry.
Her skin was as white and smooth as jade, without a single blemish.
The thin straps and feathers of the lingerie were a little wrinkled, but it didn't detract from its beauty.
Fu Lian's gaze slowly swept over her body, from her forehead to her ankles, and finally settled on her eyes, which didn't know where to look.
She was always so pure. Even though they had been together many times, she still gave him the feeling of being untouched and perfect.
And today, she had awakened his desire to possess her.
Under his intense gaze, Wen Baozhu felt uncomfortable. She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest to cover herself.
"Don't cover up. You're beautiful," Fu Lian said, his voice already hoarse. "This lingerie suits you perfectly. You're breathtaking."
Wen Baozhu rarely received compliments.
Before she met Fu Lian, her grandmother was the one who complimented her the most.
Fu Lian's gaze swept over her body inch by inch. When he didn't see any bruises or marks, he was sure that she hadn't been violated in the private room.
She was his private property, and no one else was allowed to touch her.
Even if he was the one who had made the mistake first.
The praise made her shiver. She instinctively curled her legs, but his large hand held them down.
"Why did you suddenly decide to wear this?" Fu Lian asked.
Wen Baozhu felt her cheeks flush. She hesitated for a moment. "Mrs. Li said that I should learn some tricks to keep a man."
"She's right, but next time..." Fu Lian pressed against her calf and slowly moved his hand up. "I don't want to hear about irrelevant people at a time like this."
Wen Baozhu opened her eyes and looked into his deep and mysterious eyes.
Fu Lian said, "Baozhu is so smart. I'm sure you know what I mean."
Wen Baozhu's eyes widened.
She understood.
No wonder he had been so angry after she met Li Wenshu. He had even wanted to get rid of her.
She bit her lip and tried to control the pleasure that was clouding her mind. "Next time, I'll report to you immediately."
"I knew I wouldn't be wrong about you," Fu Lian said, kissing her cheek. He pulled her closer, intensifying her pleasure. "I've already told you, Baozhu. You just need to listen to me."
"In Hong Kong, I'm the only one you answer to."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit her neck.
He knew her body better than anyone else. He knew exactly where she was most sensitive and where the marks would be most visible.
"Baozhu, I invited you to Hong Kong as my guest. I hope you can understand my good intentions and do what I ask of you, okay?"
Once again, he used that gentle and inquiring tone.
Even though he didn't give her a choice, it still made her feel like she was being cherished.
Wen Baozhu didn't answer with words. Instead, she tensed her body and clung to him tightly, like an octopus.
It rarely rained so heavily in Hong Kong. The rain pounded against the glass, and the feathers of the lingerie were soaked and washed away again and again until they were in a sorry state.
The whole room seemed to be damp, as if it had been rained on.
This night seemed to have no end.
--
In the morning, Fu Lian had already left.
Wen Baozhu went downstairs for breakfast. Her phone, which was lying on the table, suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Fu Lian.
Wen Baozhu was chewing on a sandwich. She clicked on the screen to read the message.
[I've bought you some new clothes in the wardrobe. From now on, I want you to wear a different one for me every day.]
Wen Baozhu was stunned. She stopped chewing and looked up at the bedroom on the second floor.
She didn't need to look to know what kind of clothes they were. Her ears turned red.
It seemed that she wouldn't need to go to the lingerie store for a long time.
--
Buying lingerie on her own seemed to have opened a new door.
Fu Lian had been coming more frequently and earlier than before.
He used to come late at night, but in the past few days, he had been showing up at the villa before it got dark.
Sometimes, he would even condescend to have dinner with Wen Baozhu.
He was always so unhurried. After dinner, that was when he got down to business.
From the initial awkwardness and pain to the current ease and comfort, Wen Baozhu knew how much she had changed.
Fu Lian always liked to look into her eyes and watch as she became more and more dazed and lost.
"Our Baozhu is so obedient now," he said.
Wen Baozhu couldn't stand his intense gaze. She buried her head in the pillow.
...
This went on for more than a week. Wen Baozhu was sure that she was pregnant.
But one morning, when she got up to go to the bathroom, she saw something she didn't want to see.
She had her period.