Chapter 490: Volume 6 Chapter 1 The Trembling Sounds_2
Fatty was stunned by Bonnie’s smile that bloomed like fireworks. This was the first time he had seen Bonnie in such formal attire. Even back in the Mythical Army, the Bonnie he had seen always wore a uniform. His mesmerized gaze wandered over Bonnie’s body. His heart trembled, and a hazy memory flashed through his mind, of those two tender white masses on the ancient spaceship.
Bonnie naturally had no idea about this pervert’s dirty thoughts. Feeling flustered by his lustful gaze, she raised the dining knife in her hand and threatened, "Is this how you look at people? No looking!" Her expression seemed shy but in reality, she was happy.
"Oh!" Fatty obediently lowered his head.
"What plans do they have for you after your dismissal?" Bonnie gave Fatty a sideways glance. She still hadn’t forgotten the way this guy pretended to be innocent and shy in front of her back in the Mythical Army.
"Return to the country." Tian Xingjian lifted his wine glass and swirled it. Through the glass, he could clearly see the gloom on Bonnie’s face.
"When are you leaving?" Bonnie lightly bit her lip.
Tian Xingjian took a sip of wine, put down the glass, and seriously looked at Bonnie, saying, "It’s not me leaving; we’re leaving together."
"Bah." Bonnie’s slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed. With a blush, she chided, "Dream on, who wants to leave with you."
Fatty’s natural bad temperament and slick mouth made him laugh and say, "It’s the whole Nineteen Division. Our entire division is ordered to return to Leray. They’re leaving with me."
The dining knife in Bonnie’s hand lightly twitched...
"Of course!" The cowardly Fatty immediately conceded, "Including you!"
"I’m not going! What am I to you, going back to Leray with you?" Bonnie turned her face away and said quietly, "Moreover, how would you explain it to others."
"Bonnie..." Fatty gently held Bonnie’s hand and said softly, "There are some things I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time."
Bonnie’s long eyelashes trembled, "What?" Her hand lightly struggled but didn’t pull away, just left it in his grip as her breathing gradually became rapid.
Fatty said affectionately, "I forgot."
An exasperated and amused Bonnie pounced on Fatty. The two rolled over and fell onto the thick carpet. Bonnie, both angry and anxious, clamped her hands around Fatty’s neck, wishing she could strangle him to death.
As their bodies twisted and squirmed, the atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous.
"I want to protect you." Fatty lay on the carpet, his voice low, "I don’t want the woman I like to be hurt or wronged."
Sitting dazed on Fatty’s legs, Bonnie stared blankly at his face. She let him sit up and cover her lips with his warm mouth. Her mind went blank.
Women usually wait for a strong man. Bonnie knew that from the day she was captured by Fatty, she had already become his woman. Over these days, she had hopelessly fallen in love with this silly Fatty.
Bonnie’s coiled hair fell loose. Two blushes appeared on her charming face. Her eyes slightly opened, her gaze hazy. She exuded a refreshing and pleasant fragrance. As their lips and tongues passionately entangled, Fatty’s warm hands slipped under her thin dress.
Bonnie let out a startled cry, wanting to escape. But those wandering hands seemed to possess some magic power, making her unable to resist. She had just raised herself a little before falling back again. This time, as her soft hips made contact with the strong reaction between the man’s legs, she felt her entire body soften like noodles and she collapsed into Fatty’s embrace.
A pair of plump breasts were covered by Fatty’s hands. The warmth of his palms made the first beauty of Gazalin tremble all over. An uncontrollable numbness spread through her body, finally rushing out of her throat in a soul-stirring soft moan.
The temperature in the room seemed to rise rapidly. Once lust was ignited, it was like floodwaters through a breached dam, unstoppable.
Fatty’s hands, trained by countless erotic books, moved deftly and skillfully. Bonnie’s body trembled more and more violently, becoming softer and hotter as his hands roamed all over her. Her curvaceous figure twisted and wriggled in Fatty’s arms, exuding countless flirtatious charms.
In their rolling, the two quickly discarded their clothes. One strong, one graceful, two naked bodies entwined together. Bonnie’s snowy breasts, rosy peaks, plump hips, and wet honey valley were wantonly ravaged by Fatty on the sofa, carpet, and in various positions.
Amid the thunderous slaps, ah-ah moans echoed endlessly, sometimes high like startled birds, sometimes low like a babbling brook, sometimes urgent like a chaotic pipa, and sometimes slow like a leisurely song. Each unforgettable sound spurred Fatty’s fighting spirit. He never dreamed that the noble and elegant Bonnie would be so flirtatious in bed.
Finally, when the clouds dispersed and the rain ceased, the sofa, carpet, bed, and bathroom were a complete mess. The physically superhuman Fatty still seemed unsatisfied, while Bonnie was so weak she couldn’t even lift a finger. She lay on Fatty’s solid chest, her starry eyes closed, constantly panting and groaning.
This moment was so wonderful. Bonnie quietly listened to Fatty’s strong heartbeat, feeling that all the past sufferings vanished at this instant. From now on, she was no longer the first beauty of Gazalin, not that proud aristocrat, not the stern Colonel, but just this man’s woman, now and forever.
This man would be her world, her master, her everything. And she, would be just a traditional woman of Gazalin who honored her husband.
They quietly embraced like this for who knows how long until a sharp beeping sound broke the silence. It was the communicator that Fatty had left in the living room.
With a red blush covering her face, Bonnie used a cup to cover her trembling chest and came down from Fatty. Sitting on the bed, her crimson hair fell down as she shyly avoided raising her head.
Fatty ran naked into the living room and picked up the communicator, seeing that it was from Nia who had stayed at the base. Without thinking, he answered the call. As soon as the visual screen connected, Nia’s pretty face appeared. As the communicator connected, Bonnie in the bedroom heard Nia let out a loud scream.
There’s no need to ask; this exhibitionist Fatty must have answered the video call while naked.
After a while, Fatty, his face pale and sweating, walked back into the bedroom. His lifeless eyes were a bit dazed. Bonnie curiously asked, "What’s wrong?"
Fatty shivered and said, "Milan is here."
"Milan?" Bonnie looked at Fatty’s terrified expression, momentarily unable to figure out what kind of person Milan was to scare Fatty this much.
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I deliberately spent a lot of time writing this kind of stuff. I find writing this is perhaps like drinking; at first, you don’t get drunk, but the more you drink, naturally, you get better at it.
So that I can describe emotions smoothly and skillfully later on, please bear with it as you read. Don’t pinch the wrong place.
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