“… …”

Jiang Fener's steps stopped abruptly at the word "beauty" and she stood still.

My heart, which was full of insecurity just now, seemed to be comforted in an instant because of these two words, and then it felt a little inflated.

She didn't know what she was thinking, and she remained silent for a moment with her lips pursed.

Then he turned around, raised his chin high, and said, "Who are you calling beautiful?"

"...Of course I'm calling you."

The middle-aged man threw away the half-burned cigarette in his hand, squinted his eyes and continued, "It's late at night, and I saw you at first sight."

"Little comrade, you are really good-looking! Really."

The man gave a thumbs-up exaggeratedly, with a flattering smile on his face. "Let me tell you, I, Cao Bin, have seen many women in my life, but someone like you... how do I put it?"

Cao Bin's eyes rolled around as he racked his brains for words.

Suddenly he slapped his thigh and said, "Of course! That's right!"

"So natural!"

“Unique temperament, really!”

“… …”

The corners of Jiang Fener's lips began to rise uncontrollably, and two pink spots appeared on her cheeks.

Although this man is really ugly and very old, no one has ever praised her like this.

"How are you, beautiful? I see you're quite cold this late at night, and you're walking alone on the street. Did you have a fight with your family?"

"Come on, come on, I'll take you to eat a bowl of hot wontons to warm you up."

"Look at you, you're so pitiful. It makes me feel bad."

As Cao Bin spoke, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Fener's wrist.

Jiang Fener was about to resist, but she felt as if burned by the man's rough palm, and her whole body shivered!

She was a woman who had had that experience, and these days she had been feeling anxious because she was always thinking about Brother Cheng.

When this strange and sweet-talking man touched me, my body felt a little weak before I could refuse.

Plus, it was really cold late in the autumn night.

Cao Bin held her hand and chuckled twice. Seeing that she looked dazed but didn't struggle, he couldn't help but feel moved. He immediately took off his leather jacket, draped it over Jiang Fener, and dragged her forward. "Come on! I'll take you to drink wontons!"

Jiang Fener pursed her lips, but ultimately didn't say no.

She let Cao Bin pull her along on the quiet street, and when she passed by the telephone booth near the clinic, she even glanced at it.

I thought, forget it.

It’s so late anyway, why not contact dad tomorrow.

This man said he would treat her to wontons, and she didn't have to pay...

Besides, she was really exhausted today, and it made her feel better to have a stranger who could comfort her.

-

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the half-closed curtains onto Shen Zhiyi's thick eyelashes. She frowned unconsciously, opened her eyes hazily, and suddenly met a pair of dark and narrow eyes.

Jiang Cheng supported his chin with one arm and looked down at her. The tenderness and doting in his eyes seemed to melt her.

Shen Zhiyi curled her lips into a smile, her charming eyes slowly falling on his naked and tense chest, and with a pair of rippling eyes, she said in a soft and sweet tone: "Hey, the drunkard is awake?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly in a hoarse voice.

Lean down and kiss her.

"I still vaguely remember what happened last night. Wife, you were so cruel! You rubbed my hands red."

"...I'm listening to your nonsense," Shen Zhiyi raised an eyebrow and said, "Your skin is so thick, it's almost like sandpaper. How could I have rubbed the back of your hand red with just a few strokes?"

But after she finished speaking, she still couldn't help but pursed her bright red lips and said, "Here, show it to me."

“… …Don’t even look at it.”

Jiang Cheng happily kissed her smooth forehead, and bit her delicate lips twice. After slightly withdrawing, his breathing became a little heavier, and his deep and cold eyes stared at her straightly, "Wife,"

"I think I'm still drunk."

"... ...Um."

Shen Zhiyi had just woken up and had no energy to begin with. After being kissed by him a few times, she felt more like a ball of wet and soft cotton. She squinted her eyes lazily and hummed in response.

Jiang Cheng's rough palm went under the quilt, moved up along the cotton pajamas, brushed across her slender and delicate butterfly bones, and left a bit of burning and itchiness.

His voice was deep and hoarse, whispering against her lips, "So, can you untie me?"

“… …”

Shen Zhiyi felt that his hand had been dragged to some unspeakable part.

I suddenly recalled the almost trembling sourness.

She was stunned, and then suddenly laughed.

Like a peach so full that it was almost overflowing with nectar, she pressed her soft body against him.

Jiang Cheng instantly felt the two increasingly full and soft lumps, his whole body suddenly became hot, his eyes seemed to be locked on prey, looking at Shen Zhiyi with a look that almost wanted to eat her.

Then I heard her laughing softly and saying, "It's been three months... Are you sure you don't need any other methods... Um..."

Before he could finish the latter part of the sentence, Shen Zhiyi’s lips were sealed again.

This delicate and sweet spring peach seemed to be completely wrapped by an extremely thirsty person, who was constantly rubbing and kneading it.

There was a burning pink at the corners of her eyes, and her whole body was trembling, pressed into the thick, soft blanket.

At a certain moment, I could no longer bear the strong surge of emotion and wanted to speak out.

But suddenly I remembered that the two kids might not be awake yet.

She raised her bare hands to cover her mouth, but the man lifted her slender white arms high with one hand.

He grabbed her lips and nibbled on them, leaving one charming red mark after another on her wrist. He panted and said, "What time is it? They went to school this morning."

"Good wife, don't be silent."

"Jiang Cheng, you..."

Shen Zhiyi bit her lip with her teeth, the hair on the side of her ear was already wet, and she barely suppressed her sobs and said, "Aunt Liu... and Mom..."

"They went to the market, too."

Jiang Cheng leaned in again, his thin, hot lips rubbing against her cute little ear. The heat seemed to flow into her tiny earlobe. "...Are you relieved now?"

The storm became more and more violent at this moment. Chun Taoer's waist became completely weak, and she sank wildly with the wind and rain until all the strength in her body was drained away. Finally, as if she could not bear it anymore, she cried softly with a trembling voice.

Really... a man who has been holding it in for three months.

It's really terrible.

It seems that her selfless dedication of her right hand was of no use and could only barely quench her thirst.