Chapter 39: Sleepless

The matter of Gu Ziliang was covered up.

Chen Ting was so bewildered by her words and after showing some weakness, he finally forgot to bother her at all.

The two had dinner together, read for a while, and then it was time to go to bed.

Last night on the small bed in Xiahou Mansion, the two of them inevitably drew closer. Tonight...

Shen Wangshu glanced at the man who was still at the table and showed no intention of coming over, then looked at the only quilt left on the couch.

——You can tell at a glance that this was prepared by Nanny Liang. She always tries every means to bring herself and Chen Ting together.

Asking for a quilt now would make it more obvious, so Shen Wangshu thought about it and gave up.

Summer inner clothes are thin and cool. If she were to sleep alone, she would only be left with a bellyband, but now there is another person.

Then she still has to put on some clothes.

There was only one quilt left, and Shen Wangshu didn't dare to roll up tonight. He restrained himself and pinched a corner of the quilt to cover his stomach.

It was late at night, and the night watchman's voice sounded for who knows how many times before Chen Ting put down the book tiredly.

It's not that he didn't want to go to bed earlier, but the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and his body was restless all night. Not to mention that Shen Wangshu woke up from the nightmare yesterday. When she was unconscious, she had no idea that the other person on the bed was staring at her for a long time with such eyes.

Finally I ran outside to take a shower.

Sleeping on the same bed with my wife is both a painful and a happy thing.

What's more, today they expressed their feelings to each other -

Chen Ting thought that they had expressed their feelings to each other, so he could no longer restrain himself.

But on the wedding night, his wife was very frightened of his thing. Her face turned pale when she saw it. He didn't want to scare her again, so he could only endure it.

“…”

Chen Ting walked towards the couch only when he felt that he had almost exhausted his energy reading at the table.

With just one glance, all the energy returned to the body.

The little person on the couch had fallen asleep, her rosy lips slightly open, and her head always subconsciously buried in something - for example, last night, when she was most scared and helpless, she hugged him and pressed her head tightly against his chest.

With no one to hold her tonight, she buried her head in the thin quilt, leaving only her mouth exposed to breathe.

Her snow-white undergarment was crumpled and loose, revealing a large area of ​​white skin.

Chen Ting originally thought that his wife was very thin, because she always had a bitter medicinal scent on her body, and she would take medicine after every meal. She also never ate much, and the cats fed randomly in the military camp ate more than her.

Moreover, the lady's waist was the most slender and graceful of anyone Chen Ting had ever seen, and it could almost be covered with one of his hands.

So she should be very thin, but tonight Chen Ting realized that his idea was wrong.

The snow-white skin and tender lotus are unexpectedly plump and rich, with soft lines pressed out.

While she was sleeping, the lady's neck was sweaty and she looked very hot.

The man's eyes were heavy, and he wanted to go up and kiss the sweet sweat clean with his lips.

After a long time, he finally looked away with difficulty.

He felt a little uncomfortable. Even reading for a while couldn't make him completely calm and free from desire. Now he felt as if his body was burning with fire, and was swollen and painful.

Perhaps her little hands could also make him feel comfortable. He had held them several times. Although he couldn't feel them with his own hands, he imagined that they were soft and gentle, like lovely clouds.

And it would turn red easily. His wife had a delicate body, and on the wedding night, when he pinched her chin lightly, it would turn red. If he rubbed it with his hands, it would definitely turn red too.

If you hold and rub something for a long time, your palms will become red as if they are dripping with blood.

The young lady's crying voice must have been very pleasant to hear. Maybe at first she was just whining and complaining that she had been crying for too long, and after the first time she began to beg for mercy, saying that her hands were sore.

But he would not let her off easily - after all, she met an old acquaintance alone today, which could be considered a punishment.

He would keep asking for more until his wife couldn't hold back her tears.

Such a severe punishment would make her remember it deeply, and she would not meet other strange men in the future, and would only see him in her eyes.

He has a big appetite and his wife has a small appetite, so they will be full very soon. In the end, it is almost his big hands that are moving her small hands - because his wife doesn't eat well and won't have much strength.

Finally, she was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep, so that she would not remember how she was frightened by her own ferocious appearance during the day.

Chen Ting was very satisfied with his imagination, but in reality, the young lady was lying in front of him defenselessly, like a fresh lotus flower waiting to be picked.

Although he had already gone through the process in his mind, he still sighed and walked out resigned to his fate.

The cold well water poured down the man's muscular, scarred body. His broad back muscles slowly stretched with the movement, like an eagle flapping its wings.

Under the moonlight, you can clearly see the rolling trajectory of each water drop, and finally all of them flow along the two muscle lines and sink into the waistband of the pants.

After doing this several times, Chen Ting felt that the fire in his body was finally almost extinguished, so he slowly put on his clothes and went back into the house.

A maid must have come in just now and blew out the main lights in the room, leaving only a small lamp on the bedside.

The young lady changed her posture, her sleeping face flickered in the light, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on her face.

Chen Ting got on the couch with a cold look on his face.

Not long after I fell asleep, the person next to me came to me automatically. Feeling the coolness, he leaned against me lovingly.

She pressed her face against the well-defined chest muscles, the soft white flesh forming a sharp contrast with the bronze color.

Chen Ting couldn't bear to push her away, so he reluctantly indulged her hug.

——Who told him to agree during the day?

In her dream, Shen Wangshu was running non-stop under the scorching sun. She was sweating profusely and felt like she was going to die of thirst and heat, until a large block of ice suddenly appeared in front of her.

The ice cube felt cool to the touch and had a great feel. She was reluctant to let go after holding it.

But this block of ice seemed to be against him. After being held obediently for a while, it started to move around, as if it wanted to escape.

Shen Wangshu shouted angrily: “Don’t move!!”

Then he used his domineering hands and feet to wrap around the ice like an octopus.

The originally restless ice block indeed stopped moving, and was even slightly stiff.

Shen Wangshu was content to absorb the coolness from this unique and extraordinary large block of ice. In the ancient times without air conditioning, it was really difficult to cool down.

So she will never let go.

Then as I hugged her, I discovered that the ice seemed to be heating up rapidly! After a while, the cool feeling disappeared and it even started to get noticeably hotter!

The ice heated up too quickly, quickly changing from cool to warm to hot, and finally becoming almost boiling hot like a stove.

Shen Wangshu shivered from the heat and subconsciously wanted to throw it away.

However, she found that she couldn't get rid of the big ice block!