Long time no see (h)

Chen Rancheng picked her up, and Shen Tinghe instinctively tightened her legs, prompting Chen Rancheng to tease her, "Why are you squeezing so tight?"

Their lower bodies were pressed tightly together, the penis enveloped in warmth, pressing against the firm, soft flesh with each step. Her legs, spread apart, longed to close again.

Sensing her intentions, Chen Rancheng harbored a plan to thwart her, patiently tormenting her with various methods.

Shen Tinghe was left in an awkward position, her underwear was wet and sticking to her body, making her very uncomfortable, and she was being left hanging like this.

She straightened up and offered a kiss, her lips lightly skimming Chen Rancheng's, leaving a dense, fluffy trail like a little woodpecker. She whispered in his ear, as if pleading, "Can you stop?"

Chen Rancheng's hand, which was holding her buttocks, pinched her lightly, and then patted her gently. "Kneel down there and lie down properly." Shen Tinghe was like cotton in his hands. Before she could answer, she was turned over and made to kneel down.

His knees slammed into the bed, leaving suggestive marks.

Her legs were damp, and Shen Tinghe's body involuntarily slumped down, but Chen Rancheng pulled her back.

Chen Rancheng let out a sigh of relief as his hard, erect penis squeezed into her tightly closed thighs, and slowly rubbed against her waist with small, gentle movements.

She was stunned the moment the penis entered her, but instinctively she clenched her fists to prevent it from falling in, forgetting that it was impossible for it to fall in.

The surface of the Shen Tinghe teapot was so smooth that it turned bright red after just a few rubs.

Chen Rancheng's grinding was not going smoothly. The rough texture and the pain from the friction between the surfaces made his scalp tingle. Shen Tinghe was also squeezing him tightly, making his brow twitch.

His breathing was erratic, and he endured the intense urge to thrust dozens of times. With a muffled groan, he sprayed white, cloudy liquid onto his pink, pert buttocks, which continued to drip down for several seconds afterward.

Shen Tinghe lay exhausted on the bed, her stray hairs sticking to the fair, reddish panel, like a classical oil painting, the only impurity being the smudge between her waist and hips.

Chen Rancheng pulled out a tissue from the bedside table, cleaned up the lewd mess, rolled it into a ball, and threw it under the bed.

He pulled Shen Tinghe into his arms, embracing her and savoring the moment, his lips moving from her shoulder to hers, gently sucking on her skin.

He buried his head in her neck, inhaling her sweet scent deeply, which permeated his entire being.

She nuzzled his chin repeatedly, "Baby." A tear dripped onto his neck, but Shen Tinghe, in her confused state, didn't notice. She held his hair in her hand, unconsciously stroking it, as if to comfort him.

After a long while, just as Shen Tinghe was about to fall asleep, Chen Rancheng spoke up, "Want to take a shower?"

A powerful force pulled Shen Tinghe back, and she nodded, hugging Chen Rancheng's neck and whimpering, "Hold me."

Chen Rancheng was the only support for Shen Tinghe's entire body. She clung to him obediently. Chen Rancheng held her and made her sit on the sink, spreading her legs to look at the bleeding spots on her thighs.

He placed his hand on it and touched it, saying, "I'm sorry, baby." Then he bent down and kissed it.

Shen Tinghe subconsciously closed her legs together, supporting herself with her hands on either side, trapping Chen Rancheng between them. Chen Rancheng raised his hands to pry open her legs, which she was trying to close, and patiently and gently licked her.

The left leg root, the right leg root, and finally the middle, gently stirring the water.

Shen Tinghe's body trembled, and her legs, which had been suspended in mid-air, slowly straightened. She murmured his name, "Ah...no...um..."

Her trembling voice faded as her body shook. Chen Rancheng got up, wiped away the tears that had somehow overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and kissed her to comfort her, "It's alright, it's alright."

After tossing and turning for half the night, Shen Tinghe really couldn't open her eyes anymore. Her eyelids seemed to be glued shut, and she couldn't open them once they were closed. She drifted off to sleep, holding Chen Rancheng in her arms.

Her steady, long breaths were especially clear in the quiet night. Her thighs were comfortably draped over Chen Rancheng, revealing the glaring red between her legs.

The next morning, the first rays of winter sunlight streamed into the room, where people were still fast asleep, wrinkling their noses in the sunlight.

The downy hair under his earlobe shimmered with a light. Chen Rancheng reached out and pinched it, and the plump, delicate earlobe turned red between his fingers.

He sleeps little and his biological clock is always stable. Looking at Shen Tinghe lying on him, he felt like he was in another world.

At the beginning, Shen Tinghe was unwilling to sleep with him, and would go to another room to sleep after they finished.

The turning point came during that trip. The experimental object she was researching went on a trip, and Shen Tinghe went along to make better records. He happened to be on vacation those days and declined Dou Minlin's kind invitation to accompany Shen Tinghe to Nice.

Whether it was from being too tired from the day's experiments or from being so thoroughly exhausted by him, she fell asleep immediately afterward. Chen Rancheng didn't go to another room; after cleaning up, he naturally pulled her into his arms to sleep.

In my sleep, I felt a swelling in my earlobes, as if someone was gently touching them with a blade of grass. My hand unconsciously reached out to touch them. I groggily opened my eyes, but my movement to turn over was hindered.

One arm is wrapped around his waist.

My hand was grabbed and kissed. "Good morning," a deep, magnetic voice came from behind my ear.

The two were pressed tightly together, and Shen Tinghe could clearly feel the hard object pressing against her buttocks. Without making a sound, she pulled away a little.

Thinking of the absurdity of last night, I opened my eyes and closed them again.

Chen Rancheng sat up to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed pink from sleep, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow, trembling slightly under her eyelids.

“Chen Tinghe”.

Shen Tinghe ignored him, but he was not discouraged and continued to call out, "Shen Tinghe".

Finally, Shen Tinghe lost her patience, opened her eyes and glared silently, "What are you doing?"

She looks so annoying, with small, round eyes.

Chen Rancheng leaned in and kissed her. At first, Shen Tinghe struggled, flailing her thin little arms, but she calmed down after being kissed.

Looking at Shen Tinghe's misty eyes from the kiss, Chen Rancheng smiled and said, "Shall we go to the beach for New Year's Eve?"

The topic came up too quickly, and Shen Tinghe was stunned for a moment. She silently looked at him, digesting the information in her mind, her heart churning with emotions.

He still remembered her regret from her last trip to the beach.

The last time she went to the beach, she was busy with experiments and could only catch glimpses of the sea while rushing to get there.

I want to see the sunset fade away and the sunrise cast its dappled light. I want to walk into the silent sea and listen to the distant sea breeze whisper secrets.

I want the waves to wet the hem of my clothes, and to watch the lighthouse light up at night.

Time is too tight, the plane tickets are already sold out.

Shen Tinghe sat on the sofa browsing flight information on her phone, while Chen Rancheng stood beside her. "Stop looking at it. Have you packed the clothes you wanted to bring in your suitcase?"

Shen Tinghe looked up from her phone. "There are no more plane tickets." She then showed him the phone.

"Okay, we're not taking a plane. Go pack your things."

Shen Tinghe was taken aback. "Then what should we take? The high-speed rail? There are no tickets left for the high-speed rail either." She had just checked.

Chen Rancheng ruffled her hair. "I'll drive there. Hurry up and get ready, or we won't get there."

I was initially disappointed that I couldn't go, but I comforted myself by thinking that it was okay since I hadn't prepared beforehand. However, when I heard him say that he would drive there, my eyes lit up immediately.

"Really?!" She reached out and hugged Chen Rancheng.

Chen Rancheng was jolted by the bump and patted her bottom, "Really, go and get ready."

"Great!"

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Our Chen Si also has a vulnerable side; he's a little treasure who needs his wife to coax him.