The beautiful CEO falls in love with me
Chapter 512 - 497: Enforcing Family Discipline

Chapter 512: Chapter 497: Enforcing Family Discipline

"Ah!" Dian Ling felt a sudden coldness on her buttocks and immediately realized that something was wrong; she struggled fiercely.

"Little Ni," said Ye Chen, raising his palm, "today I shall properly administer domestic discipline!" Then, he brought his hand down hard.

Slap, slap, slap...

Three consecutive smacks almost ripped Dian Ling’s buttocks open.

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Dian Ling gritted her teeth. However, after the pain, there seemed to be a faint tingling sensation. Dian Ling found it quite enjoyable as Ye Chen kneaded her smooth, round, and very elastic behind. Dian Ling’s flesh felt comfortable to touch, clearly the result of regular exercise. Her buttocks were indeed incredibly resilient.

Ye Chen couldn’t get enough of kneading it, increasing the strength of his grip, while Dian Ling enjoyed it even more. The sensation of the kneading was like enjoying a massage. Dian Ling’s cheeks flushed, she gasped for air, and unexpectedly uttered, "Ah, Ye Chen... Ye Chen, use more strength!"

"Heh heh!" Ye Chen, knowing that Dian Ling was enjoying his touch, increased the force in his hands, and Dian Ling’s cries grew louder. Her buttocks became red and swollen from Ye Chen’s kneading. Although Li Ruo had drained him once in the morning, Ye Chen had no problem going another round, and he promptly placed Dian Ling on the couch, then began to undress.

"You jerk, what are you going to do?!" Dian Ling’s pants had slipped to her knees, exposing half of her jade legs to the air, making her look incredibly seductive, especially with her hands deliberately covering the area below her abdomen, teasingly visible and hidden at the same time, fueling the flames burning stronger inside Ye Chen.

"Heh heh, you know what!" Ye Chen immediately grinned.

"Hmph!" Dian Ling quickly put her pants back on, grabbing her loose pants and said, "Follow me!"

Ye Chen was taken aback, not understanding what Dian Ling was up to, but driven by instinct, he immediately followed her. Dian Ling pushed open a room, which was decorated exquisitely. She had spent the last month clearing out the space and meticulously decorating it.

What was originally an office cum rest room had been transformed by Dian Ling into something akin to a bridal chamber.

"How did you turn the office into a room?" Ye Chen exclaimed in surprise.

"Hee hee!" Dian Ling smiled, pulling Ye Chen with one hand and holding the waistband of her pants with the other as they walked inside. After entering the room, she locked the door behind them. With a single release of her hand, her pants immediately dropped, and her clothes began to fall off slowly, one by one, like autumn leaves. Without hesitation, Ye Chen stripped off all his clothes and pounced on Dian Ling onto the bedhead.

"Ah!" Dian Ling cried out in surprise, then hurriedly asked, "What happened to your back?"

"Oh, it’s nothing, just a minor wound, not a big deal!" Ye Chen grinned and said, "Ling’er, come enjoy the pleasures with me!"

"You jerk, you’re actually in the mood for this after having so many stitches...," Dian Ling, blushing, lost all interest in seeing the wounds on Ye Chen’s back, her entire attention focused on them. Ye Chen grabbed Dian Ling’s hand and said, "I’m really fine. If you don’t hurry up and get ready, I might really have a problem!"

Dian Ling shook her head helplessly, then lay down on the bed shyly, her legs together, trying her best to hide her modesty. Ye Chen pounced on her, holding her full bosoms in his hands, biting and nibbling them wildly.

Ye Chen made Dian Ling tremble all over again, and she slowly began to respond to his movements. Dian Ling arched her back, once, twice, she straightened her toes, trying hard to match Ye Chen’s rhythm.

"Ling’er, I’m coming!" Ye Chen grinned.

"Mhm, I’m waiting!" Dian Ling posed enticingly; it had to be said, the little Ni was beginning to guide Ye Chen. He saw Dian Ling’s legs slightly together, and the place between them teasingly hidden and revealed. It was as if a nuclear bomb exploded in Ye Chen’s brain. With a thunderous roar, he immediately charged forward. He didn’t hesitate to rudely pry Dian Ling’s legs apart.

Ye Chen gently circled the entrance, feeling the warmth and moisture there. Dian Ling arched her buttocks as if waiting for Ye Chen’s charge. Sensing Dian Ling’s desire, he slightly curled his lips and then thrust in hard.

"Ah!" Dian Ling cried out, despite having experienced it once before, it was still painful this time. Biting her teeth, she said, "I’ve been lied to by them again, who said that after the first time, it’s not supposed to hurt."

Ye Chen was gentle, slow, and gradually probing, while Dian Ling trembled all over, shivering, as if someone was slowly tearing her skin apart. That sensation was as painfully unbearable as tearing one’s heart and splitting one’s lungs. Thankfully, such pain did not last long, gradually fading, transitioning into a mix of pain and pleasure, a somewhat comfortable feeling.

However, the pain soon vanished, replaced by a tingling sensation. It was as if her entire being were soaking in a bathtub.

"Ye Chen, faster, go faster!" Dian Ling called out loudly. The room had good sound insulation, so there was no need to forcibly restrain herself like the last time. Hearing Dian Ling’s cries, Ye Chen sprinted even more vigorously.

The two enacted a fierce battle within the room, with various positions, various movements. An intense combat, resembling a siege warfare. A battle hymn, two warring champions.

One man, one woman!

The man declared, "Today, I shall breach your walls!"

The woman replied with disdain, "If you dare, then come!"

The man swept his arm, commanding an army, thousands of soldiers rushing towards the fortified walls of the opposition. Waves of frenzied attacks, waves of frenzied counterattacks. The two seemed to enact a mad struggle right out of the Three Kingdoms.

The man donned the Golden Battle Armor, and the woman, no less valiant, wielded a scimitar. A pair of willow eyebrows exceptionally beautiful, those gorgeous eyes seemed to tell endless tales and revealed boundless sorrow.

"Charge!" The man swung his blade, releasing an infinite horde of soldiers. His Golden Crown atop his head shook violently.

"Hold them back!" The woman gritted her teeth, leaping down from the several-meter-high city wall, executing wall-climbing moves with a scimitar in hand, streaking towards the man like a shooting star. The man snorted coldly, a sly smile on his face, before raising his blade to meet her in battle.

Clang...

Their weapons clashed fiercely, sparking countless fireflies. Sparks flew in all directions, the furious pair’s blades glinting with flashes of white light, astonishing to behold. Below, countless soldiers still raged in their siege, scaling ladders, war chariots thundering, soldiers climbing up relentlessly. War chariots battered the city gates incessantly.

At the forefront of the war chariot, a massive Yuan Mu, its tip a sharp edge. Countless soldiers pushed feverishly at this huge battering ram.

Boom...

With a thunderous impact, the battering ram smashed against the gate, collision after collision - female soldiers within desperately held against it. Countless people bit down hard, holding the doors, to prevent the marauders from entering, lest all was lost.

Yet, how could these female soldiers ever match these wolf-like men?

Boom...

With a resounding crash, the battering ram broke through the doors, shattering the sturdy gates, the female soldiers inside paling with fear. But the breached gate didn’t mean defeat; the female general immediately disengaged from the man, sprinting towards the gate. The man wouldn’t let her go easily, chasing after her. Blocking her path, he sneered, "You’ve lost!"

"Bullshit, I will not lose!" The woman snapped, dashing towards the gate below. The man charged again, blocking her path. In her urgency, the woman brandished her scimitar for a counterattack. True to the saying that a woman can match a man in bravery, the two fought several rounds without either side admitting defeat.

However, with the gates breached, a flood of male soldiers poured in, female soldiers scattering in utter panic towards the inner city. Desire inflamed, the men pounced on the women like flowers, turning the entire city into a paradise for men. They tore apart the female soldiers’ clothes with abandon, then tied them up, strung them up, suspended in air, performing all sorts of complicated maneuvers...

The entire city turned into a den of iniquity, every corner filled with a strange, sinister aura. Female soldiers were herded towards the Central, and then, a multitude of male soldiers surrounded the square. Packs of wolf-like men charged forward, ripping off every piece of the women’s clothing, leaving nothing. The women cried, screamed, pleaded for help, but no matter how they struggled, they could not make the men release their grip, let go.

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