Chapter 92 - Despise a hundred times (2/2)

I am just about to open my eyes, I suddenly feel that she has plunged into my arms, and suddenly her warm body is firmly attaching to me.

God! That’s too exciting! My mind is blank at once!

This time, even the mind of “I’m dead” is gone!

My head is completely blank!

When I’m still struggling with my remaining senses, suddenly a sharp pain is coming from my shoulder.

Open my eyes, I see her’s opening her mouth and the teeth are deadly biting on my right shoulder. She’s biting so hard that it seems she has exhausted all her strength!

Through the pain, I feel that half of my mind has come back, although my body is sticking with a hot naked body, through the clothes I can feel the concave and convex figure, as well as the fatal and seductive fragrance and slippery.

“Hold me up… You… You such an idiot!” She loosens her mouth from my shoulder, grits her teeth in a lightly voice barely audible.

I feel that my shoulder and neck are wet, and don’t know whether it is her saliva, or the residual water from her hair, or maybe her tears?

Suddenly my heart is sinking. I take a breath, holding her up forcefully, then look straight ahead, dare not to look at the person in my arms any more, and then gritting my teeth and walking to the room at the end of the corridor.

Open the door, Nanny’s bedroom is obviously here. There’s a soft bed with a unique fragrance of a woman’s boudoir. She is in my arms, hairs, skins, are all emitting a fragrance. Her tears have flowed on my neck. I carefully put her on the bed. Another hand is quickly grabbing a sheet to cover her. During the whole process, I am very careful not to touch her skin any more.

She’s lying on the bed. Her body is huddling under the sheet. Although the sheet has covered her body, unfortunately the thin sheet can’t hide the perfect curve of a mature woman.

Her face is red. Her eyes are red and swollen, and there are tears on her cheeks. Don’t know whether the tears are for anger or humiliation or grievance. I dare not to think about it anymore, just laugh bitterly and say: “I’m sorry, I… I really didn’t mean it. I knocked at the door and rang the bell, but there was no response. I was worried about you, so I went straight in… Sorry, it’s my fault…”

Her hand is clutching the sheet tightly, and her mouth is biting the corner of the sheet: “You… You’re still not going out yet?!”

“Yes! I go out.” I quickly turn around and run out. When I about to close the door, I hesitate for a moment and say, “I really went to the airport today, but I had to walk away when something happened temporarily.”

Her eyes are suddenly lighting up: “Wait!”

“Huh?”

“Wait!” She’s suddenly changing her position on bed, sitting up, wrapping herself with the sheet, blushing her face, and whispering, “You… Did you really go to pick me up? Not hiding from me?”

I take a breath, try to control my eyes on the window and dare not to look at her: “It’s true! I really went to the airport. But there is a temporary urgent thing happened with a friend. I have to rush to save her.”

“Did you really go to the airport? Didn’t you hide from me?” Her tone is very strange and she’s asking again.

I feel a little confused. But in this case, I’m in a bad position. Even if she asks any strange questions, I can only answer them.

“Yes.” I think about it and take out an invoice of the airport parking lot from my pocket, “Look, this is the invoice from the airport parking lot with time and date on it.” I hold it in my hand and give it to her with a smile, “Look!”

She is silent, seems there’s a strange look in her eyes. Then she’s whispering: “Why are you coming now?”

“I’m worrying about you.” I say with a bitter smile, “You didn’t answer my phone call. I think it’s necessary to explain it to you, otherwise I’ll feel guilty in my heart…” At this point, I hesitate for a moment, “This… Nanny, I wonder if you should put on your clothes before we go on… Um… Er… This sheet seems to be a little too thin. You’re sitting there, but I can still see… That…”

She’s blushing, and there is a feeling of resentment on her face. Then suddenly she throws a pillow to me and shouting, “Get out! Get out of here!”

I get out of the door with the bitter smile.

But when the door is closed, the evil thoughts in my heart begin to haunt.

Um… Do have some regrets! Why should I remind her? Well, it’s enjoyable to see more of the beautiful scenery, isn’t it?

I shake my head as quickly as I can, trying to banish this evil idea, while despising myself a hundred times, and a hundred times once more.