Chapter 89. Why are you still shooting (h)

Chen Jiashu had a very big heart 1 A play on words likening her v*gina to a heart since he just asked her about her actual heart thanks to the giant pestle behind her that drove in long and hard. She braced herself against the sink to withstand the pounding of his rod. Her hips slumped and arched upwards, and she was being fucked upside down. His s*men swished inside of her, and she clutched the faucet, passing out after a series of successive org*sms. She was asleep, but her little mouth below was still opening and closing as she breathed. The bright red, lusty colour was sucking his rod and swallowing it deeply.

She was so sleepy that her eyes were closed. Her long, dark, wet hair fell into the pool against her cheeks. Her face was dappled with sweat and tears, as if she had been dipped in water. She was like crystal, fair and tender. Her entire body was flushed pink. Her waist and hips were gooey with white essence 2 His s*men and her small, tender flower was red and swollen from his thrusts. Her slender back was attached to a slender waistline. It was such a slender waist, yet her small uterus bulged abruptly, full of what he had just poured in.

Chen Jiashu was stuck in the shoals of an org*sm, kneeling down and turning into a tender willow 3 A willow tree , rustling and shivering. She clutched the faucet and murmured pitifully, “Oh, I’m dying. How can you still c*m, ah! I really hate it! “

Wave after wave of thick his essence spurted into her womb, smothering her with a roiling white before her eyes. Her consciousness was muddled and almost scalded to blindness. Chen Jiashu passed out completely in the familiar, delicious sensation of orgasm.

Chen Du finally pulled his d*ck out. The thick, long tip of his d*ck dripped with water. The pole was covered in clear, shiny, lustful water. His d*ckhead was red, and the murky white remainder of his sp*rm spilled from the tip, falling down in long strands. It fell onto Chen Jiashu’s finger-marked, red-scarred skin, slowly dripping down with the s*men flowing from her flesh. Her long, slender legs were covered in smears of s*men. She fluttered and trembled unconsciously, and her two little bre*sts were like ripe peaches.

He looked at the flesh beneath him that drove him mad, and fell into the emptiness that followed each spurt. This emptiness was not physical. He often felt that sex with Chen Jiashu was a lonelier, more empty thing than masturbation, yet more difficult to quit, like an addiction.

He took out his mobile phone and used a virtual number to make a call to Chen Jinnan, waiting for the other party to pick up and then hanging up.

Chen Jinnan looked confused at the sudden hang-up and dismissed it as a bored prank call. As soon as the call ended, a series of notifications popped up in the message bar at the top, and he took his phone and swiped through them one by one, looking here and there. His attention was unconsciously distracted. In the space between his reading an email, Chen Du returned to the room silently with Chen Jiashu in his arms.

On the day of the parent-teacher conference, a fight broke out between Chen Jinnan and Wen Yun, or to be precise, Wen Yun unilaterally stirred things up. When she heard that Chen Jinnan was going to the parent-teacher conference for his ex-wife’s daughter 4 FFS, she is also his child. 😵💫 , she unsurprisingly sneered. She twirled the wedding ring on her ring finger in an ominous manner, satirising her husband’s unrequited love for a dead woman. “Chen Jiashu looks like her, doesn’t she? No wonder you are so nice to her. You slipped her money and bought things behind my back. People who don’t know will think you are out cheating. “

Chen Jinnan had always heard a lot of nonsense from her, but finally, he couldn’t listen to her anymore. He threw his dining fork on the table and looked at her angrily. “What do you mean? You’re saying that I am stealing 5 cheating ? Wen Yun, why do you think people are so dirty? Xiao Du is my son, and Jiashu is also my daughter, okay? I know you hate her, but when has she ever bothered you in all these years? She’s not even an adult yet. Should we let her starve to death if we don’t give her money? “

“Xiao Yun, Jiashu is already pitiful enough. Even if you don’t feel sorry for her, not to mention anything else, you want to let her classmates know that Chen Du’s parents attended the parent-teacher conference together and no one on his sister’s side? What do you think people will think of our family? “

Wen Yun knew that she had made a slip of the tongue. She was speechless and glared back with little courage, and finally forced herself to save face, “Okay, okay, I know. I just said a few words. Why are you so serious? Stop talking and eat. You’ll be late for the parents’ meeting!”

A good breakfast ended up with a stagnant atmosphere. Chen Jinnan was really angry, and after a rare moment of not choking off his anger, his conscience, which had been fed to the dogs for more than ten years, finally came back to him. He did not join Wen Yun, and instead, he drove to school by himself.

Wen Yun sat alone in the car, sulking, frustrated and angry, regretting the words that had just come out of her mouth without thinking. She didn’t know how to end the situation. Her mind was full of Chen Jinnan’s shocked face and his words. Wen Yun, why do you think people are so dirty?

Dirty? How can you blame her for being dirty? If you want to talk about it, isn’t Chen Jinnan the dirtiest man? He divorced his ex-wife and she was now dead, but he still insisted on bringing that scourge into her home to bring bad luck. Wen Yun was a disgrace when she became a Xiao San 6 The third person in a relationship, or the mistress, outside woman. She had lost face in front of her first wife and was slapped eight times, which she had always held a grudge against. She had always hated her and wished she would die. Then she had a daughter who was exactly like her. Her demeanour and temperament could be carved from the same mould. When Wen Yun saw Chen Jiashu for the first time, her hair stood on end, looking at the little girl who had just arrived.

She was really tired of Chen Jiashu. She wasn’t her child and she couldn’t get rid of it, but Chen Jinnan was so indecisive that she couldn’t say anything. Really, didn’t she know the virtues of the person she had hooked up with? The man she was with was an adulterer, a snake and a rat, and he made it sound as if his father’s love was great and glorious. Then he called her dirty. It was funny. Who was the one who couldn’t control his crotch at the beginning?

Wen Yun convinced herself. A thousand mistakes were all Chen Jinnan’s fault. Her vision was never wrong. At first glance, Chen Jiashu was not any kind of peaceful person. She was a fox spirit, just like her father. She only had to raise her until she turned 18 years old, next year.

Wen Yun’s neurotic mood only improved when she arrived at school. She sat in the last row of the classroom, looking askance at the people in the room from Chen Du’s seat.

On the wall of the classroom were the results of every exam since the beginning of the school year, and the first place in each table was undoubtedly Chen Du.

Wen Yun openly accepted the envious and complimentary looks from all directions and heard people around her whispering. That is the prodigy’s mother, right? I heard that she is a president, so she is very rich. She proudly thought to herself, “Look, my son is amazing.

It was only after she arrived at the school that Wen Yun realised that not only was Chen Du great, but Chen Jiashu was also doing well. As the name card of the secondary school, her performance at the last school festival was featured in the opening credits of the high school’s promotional video.

It had to be said that her dancing was indeed beautiful. It was the kind of beauty that broke the barriers between industry and aesthetics, and even Wen Yun, a layman who chews on peonies, couldn’t say anything bad when she saw it.

As she watched Chen Jiashu’s exquisite and glittering crown on her head in the promo video, her heart sank and bubbled with acid. Chen Jinnan actually had the money to buy such beautiful jewellery for this little bitch!

The dog man had never even bought her a decent necklace!

Chen Jiashu’s life was much more prosperous than she had imagined. Chen Jinnan had been picking her up almost every day recently, and the food at home was certainly better than at school. What she wore wasn’t bad either. They were all low-key designer brands. When Chen Du went to tennis lessons, he went shopping and came back with a bunch of things, so she didn’t look like she was short of money at all. She couldn’t see anything like what Chen Jinnan said was pathetic.

Her doubts were all over the place, and suspicion and anger rose up from her chest. Wen Yun couldn’t sit still. She wanted to ask Chen Jinnan about this.