Chapter 92

A night of debauchery

The pitch-black room amplified even the slightest movements in the world.

Two intertwined, tender figures exhaled warm, slightly rapid breaths.

The fabric rustled softly, like a soft, ambiguous whisper.

Cheng Sangluo's eyes were covered by a tie, and in the darkness, she relied on her senses to meet Lin Jin's lips.

She cautiously probed, and when she couldn't find the kiss she craved, she retreated with a sense of disappointment.

The drunken, madwoman, admiring the puppy's silly appearance, suddenly felt like playing with it.

She always liked to deliberately play a game of hide-and-seek with her lips and teeth when the puppy was feeling emotional.

Just as the puppy's trembling lips were about to kiss her, she slightly tilted her head, causing the anxious person to miss their chance.

After a few rounds of teasing, the person suddenly became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pleading desperately, "Please stop messing around! Please!"

Cheng Sangluo was very resentful, yet surprisingly obedient.

Even though she had been tricked, she didn't dare to remove the tie that was blocking her view without her wife's permission.

"Begging me isn't just talk..." Lin Jin, holding the other end of the tie in her mouth, effortlessly untied the loose knot. "You'll have to behave well to get what you want~"

Cheng Sangluo couldn't stand the crazy woman's deliberate provocation, so she had to grit her teeth and suppress the turmoil in her heart.

She groped her way to Lin Jin's shoulder in the dark, her palm tracing the beautiful line of her shoulder before finally settling firmly on the back of her neck, pressing it close to her own. "How do you want me to behave? Isn't this surprise enough?"

Lin Jin, still clinging to the puppy's neck, said firmly, "Not enough... I'm a greedy person... I'll never be satisfied..."

She placed her fingertips on Cheng Sangluo's neck, her nails drawing deep lines, leaving red marks, each one a seductive, alluring gesture. "You know perfectly well... I like you at night... your reckless wickedness..."

As Cheng Sang listened to the tantalizing whispered words of love in the darkness, she finally couldn't resist loosening her tie and frantically searching for Lin Jin's deep, dark eyes.

Her panic, though brief, caused a painful longing even as they couldn't meet each other's eyes.

The puppy couldn't help but wonder: This feeling is so strange. This woman is right in front of me, so why can't I see her and still feel this inexplicable fear of losing her?

She eagerly met his shimmering eyes and impatiently kissed his wine-scented lips. "That makes sense... I also feel unsatisfied... This is a pain that a kiss can't alleviate..."

As she spoke, Cheng Sangluo grabbed Lin Jin's waist and was about to turn around and pounce on the soft bed, but the sudden knocking on the door interrupted her.

"Mr. Lin, the hangover soup is ready. May I come in?"

Secretary Zhou's voice came from outside the door.

Cheng Sangluo raised her hand and stroked Lin Jin's slightly flushed face, sighing helplessly, "Why did you drink so little? Does your head hurt?"

Lin Jin tilted her cheek, feeling the puppy's cool paw, and smiled comfortably, squinting her eyes. She then pouted and said, "Yes, it hurts so much. The puppy needs to rub it properly, otherwise how will I be able to sleep tonight?"

Cheng Sangluo couldn't resist the crazy woman's soft-spoken teasing, but he was also reluctant to be separated from her for even a short while, so he picked her up and quickly walked to the door.

They were embracing each other intimately, making it a little inconvenient to open the door.

Cheng Sangluo had no choice but to put the clingy Lin Jin against the wall and coax her in a shushing tone: "Be good, I sneaked in here. The security guards outside are looking for me everywhere. We can't alert them, or I'll be arrested."

The puppy's tone was adorable. Lin Jin leaned lazily against the wall, chuckling and teasing, "No wonder there are more patrols outside than usual. They're catching the puppy that sneaked in. Looks like I'll have to hide you well."

Cheng Sangluo gave her a resentful look, wanting to tell her all the twists and turns of the day, and at least claim credit for herself.

With Secretary Zhou still waiting outside to open the door, she pouted pitifully, turned around, and opened the door a crack.

Zhou Ran didn't see who opened the door at first glance. Her gaze fell on the hand that swiftly carried away the hangover soup, and she was stunned for a moment.

When her eyes fell on Cheng Sangluo's face for the second time, her pupils widened in shock. She couldn't help but wonder where this person had come from. Were the security guards patrolling outside looking for her?

Cheng Sangluo winked at Secretary Zhou, put her finger to her lips to shush, and whispered, "Don't tell anyone. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your boss tonight."

"With Miss Cheng here, I feel at ease." Zhou Ran nodded politely with a dry laugh, then helped close the door, wishing her sweet dreams tonight.

Cheng Sangluo brought the hangover soup to Lin Jin and coaxed her gently, "Hurry up and drink the hangover soup, I'll feed you."

Lin Jincai didn't want to hold an empty arm, so she quickly snuggled up to the puppy, her eyes shining even brighter. She couldn't help but lean closer to ask, "Is this what they call 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'? Why are you being so gentle with me?"

The puppy held up a spoon and offered it to his wife, responding somewhat shyly, "Who says otherwise?"

......

The clothes scattered on the floor were more disheveled than the leaves blown away by the evening breeze, and even more chaotic was the scene of reluctant parting on the big bed.

Lin Jin craned her neck and tilted her chin back, trying to get some fresh air, which made her lips feel cool.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she tightly embraced Cheng Sangluo's head, squinting her eyes and babbling incoherently: "I never expected... your pent-up emotions... to be so endearing... Aren't you the best at suppressing your feelings... Don't you like being alone... When did you fall for my spell... becoming so lonely after only two days apart..."

Cheng Sangluo, his back taut with muscles, tightly wrapped the slender, crazy woman in his arms.

She had long since lost her composure in the kisses, whether deep or shallow, and now only a silent possession remained.

Those possessive kisses were the scattered dark red kisses on Lin Jin's body, the embraces that pressed tightly into the corner that made the huge bed seem vast, and the pallor that no amount of intimacy could dispel.

"Do you miss me?" Cheng Sangluo leaned close to Lin Jin's ear, kissing him gently then biting hard, half longing and half reproach: "You have no idea how hard it has been for me... The room is so empty... The bed is so big... Time is moving so slowly... You are so far away from me..."

"So what?" Lin Jin turned her head slightly, gazing into the puppy's lonely eyes in the darkness. "Finally dare to admit that I'm important to you? Didn't you hate me the most? Didn't you dislike me clinging to you?"

"You won," Cheng Sangluo admitted in a muffled voice, her palm covering Lin Jin's hand, their fingers slowly, very slowly, intertwining. "Just as you said... I was in your bed... trying to please you..."

This flattery was like a bullet Lin Jin fired at her heart; it had flown for so long and so far, finally hitting her right in the heart at this moment.

Lin Jin's breath hitched, and her heartbeat became more erratic than ever before. The response brought a thrilling sense of happiness, an intense feeling that caught her off guard and was overwhelming.

She had meticulously planned and waited for this moment, and finally got the answer she wanted.

"Sang Luo..." Lin Jin's lips trembled slightly as she couldn't help but press her lips to the corner of the puppy's eye, giving it a deeply passionate kiss: "Hurry up and please me... let me feel... just how much you miss me..."

Cheng Sangluo did not immediately respond to her anxious request, but instead raised her tightly clasped hands and waved them in front of her.

Lin Jin tilted her head, puzzled as to what the puppy was doing, but her questioning eyes were quickly replaced by a drunken and excited smile.

Cheng Sangluo grabbed the tie from beside the pillow and wrapped it around their wrists several times, finally tying an unbreakable knot.

She gently kissed Lin Jin's hand as she whispered, "I hate being apart, so we can't be apart tonight. I'm holding you tight and holding you very firmly now, you can't escape even if you want to."

As she spoke, she raised her bound hands high against the headboard, then leaned down and kissed Lin Jin's eyebrows and eyes. "Do you like it? Do you like me being so proactive? As long as you don't bully me, I can be even more obedient."

Lin Jin met her lips, whispering sweet nothings in his kiss: "You're so good, of course I'll spoil you rotten~"

This infatuated wolf received pampering and all the promises it was given.

She was mad without realizing it, indulging in the gentle embrace woven by the madwoman.

The person who was about to suffocate was Lin Jin.

She found it unbelievable that this wasn't the first time she had been intimate with Cheng Sang, but the feeling was different from any time before.

The puppy used to be stingy; it didn't give tender kisses, and even hugs seemed perfunctory.

Tonight, she is as spirited as ever, but she becomes cautious and tries to perform well because she is mindful of her feelings.

Lin Jin's head rested in Cheng Sangluo's arm. When her brows furrowed, Cheng Sangluo would try to smooth them out, asking, "Did I hurt you?"

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Jin shook his head vigorously, wrapped one arm around her neck, and coaxed, "It's because you like it."

"How much do you like it?" Cheng Sangluo asked with a light smile, feeling that she wasn't holding you tight enough, so she would tighten her arms from time to time, and pleaded, "I want to hold you tighter, but I'm afraid of hurting you."

"Do you know why you feel this way?" Lin Jin liked the puppy's heartfelt emotions when it was moved, especially since tonight's love wasn't like a storm.

They savored the little details of their love, and sweet talk became an indispensable part of it.

"Why?" Cheng Sangluo asked curiously, while pressing her nose against Lin Jin's neck, sniffing lightly and heavily, just like a puppy that remembers its owner's scent.

Even though the scent of cedar mixed with her body fragrance was already etched into her memory, she would still marvel at how Lin Jin's scent always seemed fresh and new whenever she smelled that familiar aroma.

"Because hugs and kisses can no longer contain your feelings for me." Lin Jin answered, lifting a corner of the blanket and burying the puppy completely in her own world, as if she were secretly hiding some precious gift.

Lin Jin resembles a realm of delicate white snow.

The wolf that had been longing for him all day long finally let loose and had some fun.

She was buried in chaos, and smelled an even richer scent of cedar.

The scent seemed to be a pheromone that could arouse passion and desire, prompting her to unleash a wild and unrestrained kiss in the snowy region.

Cheng Sangluo is like a dragonfly.

The lotus flowers are at their fullest after a summer rain.

I beckoned her to perch on the tip of a small lotus flower, where she gathered dew and enjoyed the breeze.

I don't know if the hangover soup didn't work, or if the alcohol had affected my nerves, or if the person who tried so hard to get to my side had caused my confusion.

Lin Jin lowered her eyes, staring at the spinning ceiling, laughing heartily: "Darling, you admit you like me, but when will you admit you love me?"

[Author's Note]

1. My pre-order novel, "The Sinful Lover," is available for collection.

2. I've been busy with exams lately, so please understand.

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