Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 900

Chapter 900: Protecting His Mom

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Zi felt a delightful tingling in her ears, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. She playfully pushed Su Shen away and coyly replied, “That’s not okay; your wounds haven’t fully healed yet. If we don’t do it right, it’ll be no good.”

Immediately regretting her words, Gu Zi thought they sounded like a half-hearted refusal. Why had she said that?

But words once spoken couldn’t be taken back. Su Shen had already caught on to her body language, leaning in closer and whispering seductively, “Don’t worry; tonight I’ll make sure my Mrs. Su is thoroughly satisfied.”

His hands slid beneath her nightgown, skillfully caressing her soft breasts, which felt as fluffy as cotton. The sensation was intoxicating, and soon, her pink nipples stood erect under his touch.

His other hand ventured lower, gently caressing her most intimate area, sending shivers through her body and eliciting soft moans from her lips. Moments later, he pressed against her, causing her body to respond eagerly.

As Su Shen kissed her luscious lips, his tongue danced with hers. He trailed down to her sensitive breasts, skillfully licking and teasing her nipples, driving her into a pleasurable haze.

Gu Zi couldn’t help but surrender to the sensations; Su Shen’s lovemaking skills had become increasingly refined, and she found herself thoroughly enjoying their intimate moments, reveling in the blissful connection they shared.

That night, Gu Zi experienced incredible pleasure, but by morning, she awoke feeling nauseous. She tried to vomit but couldn’t bring anything up.

Panic set in as she recalled her recent cravings for sour foods and an overwhelming sense of fatigue. Oh no, could she be pregnant?

Stunned, she thought, No, please! She hadn’t planned on getting pregnant. She was content being a stepmother; she didn’t want any complications!

Feeling drained, Gu Zi stumbled out of the bathroom.

Su Shen rushed over, concern etched on his face. The usually calm and collected man was unusually anxious. “What’s wrong? Did you throw up? We should go to the hospital.”