That way, it won't be so awkward.
The skirt is long, which can also cover up his unusual features.
Chen Yifei carried her home. The place was indeed very cozy. It wasn't big, but there weren't many things. The curtains were He Runqing's favorite green. The surroundings were quiet, and there was a fresh smell when the windows were opened.
Chen Yifei closed the door, came in, and immediately threw He Runqing onto the bed. His legs were weak, and he could barely stand up.
She curled up slightly, then lazily rolled over.
Without any hesitation, Chen Yifei pulled the rope from her waist. He Runqing's heart raced, and she instinctively wrapped it around him.
Chen Yifei stopped him.
Then he carefully tied He Runqing's wrists with a rope.
It was very light; it didn't make her little hands turn red, but it was just enough so she couldn't break free.
He Runqing was somewhat surprised.
"This is……"
"Shall we try something new?"
Chen Yifei's words carried a hint of coaxing, and He Runqing also felt a fear of the unknown future. Instinctively, she shook her head: "No, don't."
They say they don't want it, but their actions tell a different story.
Chen Yifei stroked her hair, then found a suitable spot on her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Tonight, He Runqing's gaze towards Chen Yifei held a greater degree of innocence, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes. Was she afraid?
"It's alright, honey."
"I'll do it."
He Runqing was somewhat incredulous, and perhaps because the window wasn't closed properly, she felt a chill run down her spine.
It must be getting a bit cold.
He tried to get up to close the window, and He Runqing tried to tug at his sleeve, thinking he was about to leave.
However, with his hands tied, he couldn't pull them off at all. At this moment, Chen Yifei saw that his wife was sitting on the bed while he was standing, and her gaze was directly on his abdomen.
He patted her head and said, "Qingqing, don't be afraid."
He Runqing instinctively trusted him, nodded, and still said, "I want to move my hand around a bit..."
"No," Chen Yifei said with a smile. "We can do it tomorrow."
After that, his light and gentle kisses came over her one after another, soothing all the unease in her heart.
Before she knew it, she felt even colder, and her yellow dress lay sprawled on the ground.
Chen Yifei's body was still intact, except for some glistening stuff between his lips and tongue.
"That's not fair!" she yelled.
Chen Yifei smiled and asked, "Where is it unfair?"
"clothing."
Upon hearing this, he took off his clothes as well, and very quickly, in less than a minute.
He took off his plaid shirt, leaving only two shirts on, revealing his firm muscles and the faint outline of his abdominal muscles.
The golden ratio.
He Runqing only had this idea, and it was also novel to her. Usually, she would only feel comfortable turning off the kerosene lamp at home.
Today, I did try something a little different.
However, she couldn't move her hands.
He Runqing was originally someone who had the desire to steal but not the courage to do so. He watched for a long time and was reluctant to let go.
Chen Yifei, panting heavily, is both wild and seductive.
The cool, drafty room slowly filled with the scent of two people. It seemed impossible for it to dissipate, as if their scents were intertwined.
The specifics are unknown.
The next morning, a small, round head popped out of the covers and started wriggling around inside.
Then she stretched out her fair hand and touched it for a long time, but couldn't find what she wanted.
She was a little annoyed, probably because the air was too cold, so she shrank back inside.
Chen Yifei felt a rustling sound and wondered why his wife was awake so early. He lifted the blanket and saw a blindingly white figure.
Of course, I'm not talking about what's outside the window; I'm talking about the person next to me in bed.
He carefully pulled the person into his arms.
A large hand wrapped around her waist and came over: "Wife... don't move."
"Ugh...no, my things were all scattered around last night, I'm looking for my...clothes." She sounded a little annoyed.
"Comrade Chen Yifei, my things cannot be thrown away carelessly."
"What is it? I'll help you find it."
He held the person in his arms, placing his hands on places he shouldn't have, and pulling on places he shouldn't have touched.
Only then did he reluctantly move down and hug her.
He made a move to get up.
"No need! My little clothes..."
"Cannot be found."
"Chen Yifei, I hate you so much."
"Hmm, then we were really in love last night. No wonder my wife is so disobedient."
He Runqing moved his head to the other side, making sure it wasn't facing him.
"Comrade Chen Yifei, could you please stop talking nonsense!"
"Think about it carefully, I never imagined I'd have to ask you to compensate me." She was a little angry.
"I remember you weren't wearing any!"
The more she said this, the redder He Runqing's face became!
Comrade Chen Yifei!
She was furious and wanted to punch him.
But the fists that punch people are very soft, and they have no offensive power at all to him.
He squeezed He Runqing's wrist and felt a slight red mark. Indeed, the drawstring around her waist had been tied tighter last night.
My wife's skin is just too delicate; if I apply even a little pressure, I accidentally leave a mark.
However, Chen Yifei wasn't much better off.
His back was covered in claw marks that shouldn't have been there.
The ambiguous paw prints left no clue as to what had happened to cause the fight.
Anyway, Comrade Chen Yifei was proud of these burning pains.
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