Jiang Ning trembled all over, her neck arched back and her body straightened and thrust forward. The erotic scene aroused Lin Chen's blood.

The night was deep, and moonlight shone through the mosquito net, casting their silhouettes.

"Hold me!" Jiang Ning whimpered.

Lin Chen growled, sat up, and buried his head in front of her.

Her body swayed precariously, and her jade-like arms wrapped around his head.

"Is tonight okay?" After a long while, he asked hoarsely, his body aching terribly.

"Um."

Jiang Ning moved her buttocks back and forth, making soft moaning sounds.

Lin Chen's body trembled, and he lifted her buttocks.

These past few days, she's been enduring her discomfort to help him; this time, it's his turn to pamper her.

......

The next evening, wisps of smoke rose from Lin Chen's new kitchen.

There was no one else eating with us except for a few friends who had helped out, plus Meng Jiao.

When Jiang Ning went to invite Meng Jiao, Meng Jiao hesitated for a while. She liked quiet and was afraid that if it was too lively, she would feel out of place.

"Lin Chen's sister knows you especially love reading and studying, and she asked me to make sure you come back. If you don't go, I'll lose face."

Jiang Ning smiled and made up an excuse.

Meng Jiao actually quite liked Jiang Ning and had wanted to be friends with her for a long time, but because she wasn't the type to take the initiative, she remained distant with her.

She received a warm welcome when she arrived at the Lin family home.

Seeing the pile of delicious food on the table, I was glad I brought canned fruit as a gift.

Zhao Ergou chuckled: "The educated youth are still the most polite. We didn't bring anything, just our mouths."

Amidst laughter, the meal began. Just as everyone picked up their bowls, Gao Baoliang appeared at the door, a gun slung over one shoulder...