Chapter 72 "I'll sleep with you tonight!"
When Yan Jinnian finished cleaning and came out, An Mi's room door was already locked.
Mimi and Niannian were lying by the door with their hands tucked in. When they saw him coming, they immediately snuggled up to him and rubbed against him.
The man scooped one up with each hand.
There used to be a small living room opposite the study, but it has now been converted into a covered glass cat room.
Yan Jinnian put them in the cat room, and the two kittens crawled back to their nest to play with their toys.
He stood by and watched for a while, then went to his study to work.
A little while later, there was a knock on the study door.
"Enter."
She looked up, and a pair of big, watery eyes peeked in from outside the door.
"Are you occupied?"
Anmi only showed her head as she looked at him.
She had just finished showering, and her cheeks were still a little red. Her skin was fair and tender, like a peeled hard-boiled egg.
Yan Jinnian's eyes darkened slightly.
"not busy."
He closed the notebook in front of him.
"Is there something you need?"
Anmi held the doorknob but didn't come in.
"Aren't you going to sleep at your own home tonight?"
The man's expression was indifferent: "You want me to go back?"
Anmi shook her head and said shyly, "I don't want to."
The conversation was a bit ambiguous.
Yan Jinnian curled his lips upward and turned his chair toward her.
"Baby…"
"Um?"
"come over."
He had long since taken off his apron, and now he was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts.
His full, firm chest muscles were exposed, and his inverted triangle physique was particularly eye-catching.
Anmi's heart skipped a beat.
She pushed the door open and went in.
The study was lit by a comfortable, eye-friendly lamp. Yan Jinnian's eyes widened slightly in surprise when he saw the clothes she was wearing.
A pink lace nightgown, with a deep V-neck that accentuates two full curves at the chest.
The smooth fabric hugged her slender waist.
The skirt hem only reached the upper thigh, and her two straight, beautiful legs gleamed white under the light.
The desk and bookshelves in the study are Chinese style, exuding a meticulous and serious atmosphere.
When she walked in, it was like pouring milk into rough rocks.
Even the most lifeless space becomes sweet and soft.
Yan Jinnian's already deep eyes suddenly turned as black as ink.
He stared intently at Anmi, like a predator eyeing a little white rabbit it had been eyeing for a long time.
Anmi stopped at the desk, silently having second thoughts.
This little dress was a gift from her roommates to tease her on her birthday during her junior year of college.
When I received it, I was just shy. I never imagined that one day she would wear it.
Her fingers, clasped tightly behind her back, clenched together as she slowly spoke, "Yan...Yan Jin..."
Yan Jinnian sat in the chair, staring at her with a deep gaze, without saying a word.
Anmi felt a little insecure because of his indifference, and her heart was pounding.
Is this little dress really that unfashionable?
But this is the only path she can find right now…
Or is it that he doesn't like to take the initiative?
Did my sudden 'unrestrained' behavior scare him?
But it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision... Maybe we should just forget about it!
Just as she was about to flee, the silent person in front of her suddenly called out to her.
"Baby…"
Under the lights, Yan Jinnian's face resembled a perfect sculpture.
He looked at Anmi quietly, his eyes swirling with emotion.
"Did you wear this especially for me?"
His tone carried a hint of uncertainty.
Anmi twisted her fingers shyly and said, "Mmm."
Since she was already dressed, she mustered her courage and asked, "Do you...do you think it looks good?"
Unfortunately, she didn't get an answer.
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of scalding heat rushed over.
Yan Jinnian was like a beast that had just awakened, holding her tightly in his arms.
The kiss came quickly and fiercely.
After not kissing for several days, he kissed her eagerly and unrestrainedly, as if quenching his thirst.
Their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths becoming increasingly erratic.
Anmi felt as if her tongue had become a dessert, to be repeatedly and wantonly savored by him.
Her legs were too weak to stand, so she was held by the waist and pulled to sit on the edge of the desk.
As her buttocks touched the cold, hard tabletop, Anmi clenched her fingers, her nails digging deep into the muscles of the man's arm.
A large hand rubbed heavily behind his back.
The pajamas have no fabric at the back, only a thin strap.
As Yan Jinnian kissed her, he gently tugged at the knot where the ribbon was tied.
This dangerous provocation kept her on edge.
They kissed for a long time before the burning breath moved from their lips to her neck.
Anmi tilted her head back, her breathing rapid as if she were about to drown.
The man's slightly stiff hair tickled my skin.
The desires hidden deep within were stirred up.
She looked up at the ceiling, goosebumps rising on her skin.
The hot breath traveled downwards, stopping abruptly just before it touched the soft flesh.
Yan Jinnian's lips took a deep, forceful suck on the fleshy part, just half a finger's width away.
Anmi shivered as her calf brushed against the man's skin.
She lowered her head and met his burning gaze.
"An Duoduo, you should go back to sleep."
The lust in the man's eyes was still burning, but his words were calm and restrained.
Anmi paused for a moment, her swollen lips opening and closing slightly.
"I…"
"I…"
I'm so shy!
There's simply no way to watch him say it!
She grabbed Yan Jinnian's shoulders and buried her face in his chest.
“I@$&@;:”
Yan Jinnian pressed his ear against her cheek: "What?"
Anmi took a deep breath and, with a "what the heck" attitude, said, "I...I'll sleep with you tonight!"
The breathing in front of him suddenly became heavy.
Anmi felt that the hormonal aura that had been invisibly enveloping her had become even stronger.
She looked up and met Yan Jinnian's fervent, molten gaze.
"What did you say?"
“Say it again, An Duoduo.”
Every muscle in the man's body tensed up.
Anmi's eyes flickered.
She took his hand and placed it on the strap behind his back.
The implication of this action is quite obvious.
Yan Jinnian's Adam's apple bobbed violently a few times.
Anmi wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, shrugged her shoulders, and kissed his chin with a focused and tender expression.
Their chests were very close, and the man's strong, powerful heartbeat could be heard constantly coming from where they were pressed together.
She closed her eyes, as if to express her trust, and stuck out the tip of her tongue to lightly lick his lips.
Yan Jinnian frowned, and a muffled groan escaped his throat.
But he withdrew his hand and pressed down on Anmi's shrugged shoulder.
“I told you, I will absolutely not take off your clothes if you don’t agree.”
His tone was very serious, so serious that it seemed he really didn't want to bite her hard, swallow her whole, and suck out all the sweet filling inside.
Anmi's brow furrowed slightly.
The arms around the man's neck tightened again.
She straightened her back and bit his lip with a hint of annoyance.
The teeth grind lightly, an ambiguous tug-of-war.
Blushing, she mumbled between his lips, "You idiot..."
"Is he stupid...?"
"I...agree now."
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