fictionpage Chapter 207 She's awesome
Chapter 207 She's awesome
"You know, for a man like me, if I just want to satisfy my physical needs, I can just snap my fingers and there are plenty of girls younger and prettier than me who will throw themselves at me, without me even having to spend a penny."
Tong Anjin's heart sank suddenly.
She knew he was telling the truth.
This was also where she had always felt uneasy and inferior.
I am a single mother who is nearly forty years old and has a daughter.
And he was such a young, outstanding man at the very top of the pyramid.
What exactly did he see in me?
As if reading her mind, Tong Anjin mustered her courage and asked hesitantly:
"Then... what do you see in me?"
When she asked that question, her heart was in her throat.
She was afraid to hear the answer she didn't want to hear, such as "You have a lot of charm" or "You are very caring."
However, Ning Xiuyang's answer was completely unexpected.
He smiled.
Her smile was exceptionally gentle.
"Do I need a reason?"
He asked rhetorically.
"Perhaps it was the first time I saw you in the live stream that I was struck by your tenacity in striving for your daughter."
"Perhaps it's that stubborn and unyielding look in your eyes when you face humiliation."
"Or perhaps, it's simply because the song you sang that night touched me."
Do you need so many reasons to love someone?
That last sentence, softly yet with unparalleled clarity, drifted into Tong Anjin's ears.
Love...someone?
Tong Anjin's mind went blank for a second, completely exploding.
She thought that Yang Shen's feelings for her were at most just interest, the desire to conquer a successful man.
She never dared to imagine that he would use the word "love".
Overwhelmed by immense surprise and emotion, like a flood bursting its banks, she instantly lost all reason.
Her tears, which she could no longer control, rolled down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.
This man...
He not only gave her everything materially, but also what she most longed for and dared not ask for... respect and love.
What more could she ask for?
What else does she deserve to ask for?
"I……"
She choked up, wanting to say "thank you," wanting to say "I don't deserve it," but in the end, she couldn't say anything at all.
Seeing her deeply moved expression, Ning Xiuyang knew that the last door had opened for him.
He said nothing more, but simply reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face.
Then, his hand slid down her cheek and gently pressed against her soft, fragrant shoulder.
He leaned forward slightly, his lips close to her ear, and said in a hoarse voice, full of desire and suggestion, that only the two of them could hear, "Aunt Tong, we can eat the food later."
"But you, I can't wait any longer!"
"I'm...very angry right now."
"You know what I mean?"
Tong Anjin's body trembled violently.
Of course she understands.
She's a mature woman; how could she not understand?
That phrase, "It's very hot," was like a key that instantly unlocked Pandora's box that had been sealed away within her for a long time.
All restraint and hesitation vanished at this moment.
She looked at the man who controlled everything in her life, a hint of shyness and a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.
Finally, she slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
This gesture is a silent invitation.
Ning Xiuyang's smile deepened. He lowered his head and, without any further hesitation, kissed those full, red lips.
"Well……"
Tong Anjin let out a soft moan, her body instantly going limp into his arms, clinging weakly to his shoulder.
The kiss was domineering and aggressive, as if it wanted to devour her completely.
She went from being awkward and at a loss at first, to being led by him and responding clumsily.
Twenty years of solitude were ignited at this moment.
The deepest desires suppressed by the burdens of life surged forth like a volcanic eruption.
The temperature in the kitchen suddenly rose.
The dishes that had already been stir-fried in the pot lay there quietly, emitting an enticing aroma.
But at this moment, there is an even more tempting and appetizing meal in the kitchen.
Ning Xiuyang swept Tong Anjin up in his arms.
"what!"
Tong Anjin gasped and instinctively clung tightly to his neck, afraid of falling.
He carried her to sit on the large glass stove.
This position made her already blushing cheeks even hotter, hot enough to fry an egg.
"Mr. Ning...this...this is the kitchen..."
Her voice trembled, a final struggle.
Ning Xiuyang leaned down to look her in the eye, their noses almost touching. His eyes were filled with intense desire, and his voice was hoarse yet magnetic.
"I know."
"But I can't wait to go to the bedroom."
"and……"
He reached out and gently stroked her tense cheek, smiling knowingly, "I like it here."
boom!
Tong Anjin's mind completely exploded.
In the kitchen, in this place filled with oil and smoke...
This is absolutely insane, absolutely heretical!
but……
Why is there such an indescribable feeling of excitement welling up deep inside me?
Looking into the man's deep, possessive eyes, she seemed bewitched and nodded as if possessed.
Seeing her expression of both fear and anticipation, Ning Xiuyang felt a surge of satisfaction and let out a soft, contented laugh.
He gave her no more chances to back out.
The apron's ties were easily untied, and the pink apron fluttered to the ground.
That beige knitted maxi dress could no longer conceal her mature and stunning curves.
Tong Anjin felt like a small boat adrift, forgetting the time, the place, and even that she was a mother.
At this moment, she was just a woman.
A woman who has been completely conquered by the man she loves.
……
I don't know how much time has passed.
When everything calmed down, Tong Anjin slowly regained a sliver of her senses.
She lay limply in Ning Xiuyang's arms, her watery eyes now even more alluring, languid and charming.
Her face still bore the blush that had not yet faded, and her eyes and brows were tinged with a breathtaking charm.
She was completely different from the strong and independent "Tong Ma" image she presented during the live stream.
At this moment, she truly revealed the most alluring side of a mature woman.
Ning Xiuyang looked down at the stunning woman in his arms, who seemed like a completely different person, and smiled with satisfaction.
"You bad...you bad guy..."
She gently punched Ning Xiuyang's chest, her voice soft and weak.
Ning Xiuyang grabbed her small hand, kissed it, and his face showed a kingly satisfaction and pride.
"Now you know how powerful I am?"
Tong Anjin buried her face in his chest, too embarrassed to speak.
She did know.
This man was not only domineering and unparalleled in the live broadcast room, but he was also so strong in this aspect that she was terrified, and... she got hooked.
Ning Xiuyang held her tenderly for a while, then looked down at the cold food on the stove and laughed, "Looks like we won't be able to have dinner."
Tong Anjin then remembered the important matter and quickly said, "It's okay, I... I'll heat it up again."
Ning Xiuyang chuckled and said, "Then you should warm yourself up properly too."
These words seemed to have a magical power, causing her to blush again, her face flushed with a shy yet affectionate look. She glanced at him with a charming yet slightly reproachful expression, then lowered her head, retied her apron, and continued stir-frying the dishes.
Ning Xiuyang took two steps back and leaned against the kitchen doorway, leisurely admiring the cook's charm.
That woman is fucking hot!