The beautiful CEO falls in love with me
Chapter 726 - 704:

Chapter 726: Chapter 704:

Ye Chen hadn’t seen Ms. Yan for a long time, so when he suddenly saw her looking so sexy and enchanting, his saliva dribbled uncontrollably. Ms. Yan caught sight of Ye Chen’s pig-headed appearance and burst into laughter, "You little rascal, do you think your sister is pretty?"

"Uh-huh, of course you’re pretty!" Ye Chen nodded eagerly and said, "You’re incredibly gorgeous!"

"Ah, sister is getting old..." Ms. Yan sighed softly, to which Ye Chen immediately gestured, saying, "No, no, how could Ms. Yan be old? To me, you don’t look old at all!"

"Don’t just say that to make me happy. I can feel I’m getting older!" Ms. Yan sat down on the sofa nearby. Ye Chen hurriedly closed the door, his gaze persistently resting on Ms. Yan’s legs. As she sat down, her skirt seemed to shorten even more, almost revealing her snow-white thighs, and underneath appeared to be a tiny piece of black lace underwear. Ye Chen couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. He took a deep breath and mumbled to himself, "So beautiful..."

"Hmph, what are you staring at, dummy!" Ms. Yan quickly crossed her legs and covered the key spot with her delicate hands.

"Hehe, I... I’m just curious, how did you know I was staying here?" asked Ye Chen awkwardly.

"Hmph, I saw you the moment you entered the hotel!" Ms. Yan snorted lightly, "Then I asked the front desk for your room number and came straight here! What? Do you think your sister is stalking you?"

"Ha ha, I wish you were stalking me!" Ye Chen laughed heartily.

"Hmph, you think I don’t know what naughty thoughts you have in your mind?" Ms. Yan sneered.

Ye Chen couldn’t care less, he moved closer to Ms. Yan and sat down beside her, smiling, "Sister, we haven’t seen each other for so many days. Don’t you miss me?"

"Of course I do, but you heartless thing, you actually doubted me!" Ms. Yan pinched Ye Chen’s cheek hard.

Ye Chen grabbed Ms. Yan’s hand immediately and hugged her in his arms. Ms. Yan let out a startled cry, but Ye Chen didn’t hesitate to capture her lips, sliding his tongue into her fragrant mouth, decisively locking onto her tender tongue as they quickly entwined with each other.

At first, Ms. Yan struggled, but as Ye Chen deepened the kiss, and after his hands grasped those two full mounds on her chest, Ms. Yan instantly softened in his arms, her whole body limp as if she were a piece of cotton candy. Ye Chen seized the moment and gently laid Ms. Yan at the head of the bed.

"Sister, do you want it?" Ye Chen’s husky breathing made it even harder for Ms. Yan to resist. Ms. Yan hugged Ye Chen, seeking his kiss, saying, "I want, I want, I really want it, Chen, give it to me!"

"Hehe, today I’ll definitely satisfy you. I’ll make sure you won’t be able to stop!" Ye Chen rolled on top of her and swiftly undressed Ms. Yan. The black lace bra supported those trembling, full mounds, stoking the fire of desire within Ye Chen. He could feel the heat burning inside of him.

Such a sight was most beautiful; those mounds seemed ready to spill out, outlining a breathtaking chasm. The most beautiful things are those that are partially hidden yet unattainable. Ye Chen gently pushed the bra aside, revealing two adorable, pink buds, no longer able to resist, he greedily took them into his mouth, teasing the buds with his tongue.

Soon, the petals unfolded slowly, allowing Ye Chen access to the sweet nectar. Clutching those proud peaks in his hands, he kneaded frantically, consumed by need. Ye Chen couldn’t wait to strip Ms. Yan of her denim skirt. Unfortunately, the zipper and button seemed quite complicated, driving him into a frenzy. Ye Chen tugged at it, but the denim skirt was too sturdy.

"Let me do it, look at how impatient you are!" Ms. Yan had no choice but to take matters into her own hands, her fingers adeptly unzipping the side, and with a push of her hip, she raised her buttocks and quickly removed the skirt.

"Hehe..." Ye Chen immediately tossed the skirt aside, gazing upon Ms. Yan’s soft and delicate body, feeling the blood boiling within him. The skimpy lace underwear barely covered Ms. Yan’s most intimate area. Ye Chen longed to plunge straight in, desiring to fiercely storm that goddess’s territory.

But he knew such things should be taken step by step; otherwise, it would lose its meaning.

Ye Chen caressed Ms. Yan’s curves and slowly slid off her underwear. Patiently, Ms. Yan became completely bare, like a white lamb, waiting for Ye Chen’s conquest, waiting for Ye Chen’s favor.

"Chen, let me undress you!" Ms. Yan, clutching her breasts, sat up shyly.

"Okay!" Ye Chen held his breath, waiting for Ms. Yan to undress him. Ms. Yan gently removed all his clothes, until his boxer briefs hit the floor. Ms. Yan pushed Ye Chen down on the bed, then said, "Let your sister take the lead for now!"

"Ah?!" Ye Chen startled as Ms. Yan began to caress his enormity with both hands. Lying at the head of the bed, he opened his eyes and gazed upon Ms. Yan’s perfect body curves. Ms. Yan, kneeling between his legs, stroked the giant that rose before her. The sensation was pure comfort; Ms. Yan, seasoned through experience, knew just the right amount of pressure to apply at just the right time, a luxurious indulgence for Ye Chen.

Ms. Yan kneaded with expertise, her slender fingers combined with a soft palm gripping that precious part of Ye Chen. As she fondled, it began to slowly swell and eventually grew rock hard, immovable as a boulder. Ms. Yan’s eyes sparkled as she looked down at Ye Chen’s impressive size and then leaned forward, parting her blush lips to take in Ye Chen’s python, playfully teasing him with the tip of her tongue.

Hiss...

Ye Chen sharply inhaled, relishing the sensation of his little guy engulfed in a warm dampness, so comfortable that it felt as if it were wrapped in something glowing. As Ms. Yan’s tongue toyed with him, it felt like it was all floating on the breeze. Eyes closed, Ye Chen had no desire to watch the beautiful scenery or appreciate Ms. Yan’s delicate curves anymore.

He could only close his eyes and savor that unique feeling. Ms. Yan’s moist tongue was the source of Ye Chen’s pleasure, akin to "the taste of China" on the tip of the tongue; this time, it might as well be called "the taste of Ye Chen". Eyes shut, he experienced Ms. Yan’s technique as she not only enveloped him with her mouth but also gently massaged the root of life with her hands, heightening Ye Chen’s sense of ease.

Ms. Yan’s skills were unique, a method of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep, bringing immense comfort. Ms. Yan took him in slowly, in and out, occasionally diving deep into her throat. Each time she did this, Ye Chen felt as if he was about to give in but held back by clenching his thigh to prevent an early release. If Ms. Yan had continued much longer, Ye Chen doubted he could have sustained, certainly succumbing multiple times.

As pleasurable as her technique was, Ms. Yan was exhausted. Kneeling, then repeatedly bending and rising, often going deep into her throat was indeed a challenge. Nevertheless, Ms. Yan persisted without a word of complaint, diligently attending to Ye Chen. Noticing that Ye Chen had yet to react, Ms. Yan intensified her actions, swallowing him deeply each time, which left her feeling as though she would spill everything inside.

The sheer force of the act finally caused Ye Chen to burst. As Ms. Yan was about to withdraw after one forceful plunge, Ye Chen, unexpectedly, clasped her head tightly, preventing her from escaping the engulfment. Powerless to break free, Ms. Yan had no choice but to let it happen.

Finally, the eruption came, with everything released into Ms. Yan’s mouth. She struggled to swallow it all, gulping it down as one would drink milk. Eventually, Ye Chen gently pulled himself out, as Ms. Yan gasped for air, panting heavily, as though she had just returned from the brink of death. She breathed in deeply, taking in the fresh air voraciously.

"Sister, look..." Ye Chen flicked his little bird, still coated with saliva and filth.

*Sigh...* Ms. Yan sighed, extended her tongue, and took Ye Chen back into her mouth to clean everything off. She glared at him breathlessly, "You little scamp, what do you take me for? Am I just a tool for your relief?!"

"No... no!" Ye Chen immediately shook his head, "Absolutely not, I truly care for Sister!"

"Hmph, I think you have ulterior motives. Why did you hold onto me and not let go in the end?" Ms. Yan glared at Ye Chen, and in that instant, he felt her eyes were both familiar and foreign. Curious about his puzzled expression, Ms. Yan asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I feel like Sister resembles someone, but I just can’t remember who!" Ye Chen scratched his head. Taken aback, Ms. Yan chuckled, "Hehe, you scoundrel, don’t tell me you’ve been with so many women outside that you happened to find one resembling me?"

"No, absolutely not, I swear to God!" Ye Chen declared earnestly.

"Alright, enough with that," Ms. Yan smiled gently, "A man’s promises are as insubstantial as the smoke they draw from their cigarettes."

Ye Chen hung his head, realizing his words had hurt Ms. Yan and made her recall some painful memories. He looked pitiful, like a child who had done wrong, his head still bowed.

*Pff...*

Ms. Yan burst into laughter, then hugged Ye Chen and said, "Silly, what are you worrying about? I’m just a woman abandoned by others, without dignity, without love. Being loved by you is more than enough for me, so stop overthinking!"

"Is that really what Sister thinks?" Ye Chen asked curiously.

"Of course, what else?" Ms. Yan laughed.

"Then that’s good!" Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, then embraced Ms. Yan and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, "I thought Sister was angry, but it turns out you weren’t, hehe..."

"Hmph, don’t say such boring things next time, or I will be angry!" Ms. Yan giggled.

"Okay!" Ye Chen pushed Ms. Yan down at the head of the bed and smiled, "Earlier, Sister took care of me, now it’s my turn to take care of Sister!"