Yin Han got out of the car immediately after hearing Nan Sheng hang up the phone.
Before long, he saw a person with a bun hairstyle and a bright smile running towards him.
If you were to ask Yin Han what he liked most about Nan Sheng, it would undoubtedly be this: her eyes were filled with nothing but him, like the stars and the sea, and every time he saw them, he would instinctively want to cry.
"Good boy/girl."
"Ahhh, Han baby, do you know how happy you are that I want to cry!" Nan Sheng jumped up when she was still some distance away from Yin Han and clung tightly to him.
Yin Han was about to hug her back when he felt himself being released.
He looked down in confusion and saw Nan Sheng, who had just been all smiles, staring straight at him with a look of grievance in her eyes, which were reddening at any moment.
"Goodness? What's wrong?" Yin Han was completely bewildered. When he saw that Nan Sheng was about to cry, his heart tightened.
This is clearly not just about being so excited that you want to cry.
Nan Sheng pushed his hand away and turned around.
Just as Yin Han thought she was about to leave, he urgently grabbed her hand: "Sheng Bao..."
"Han Baobao, get in the car." Nan Sheng said and opened the back door and got in herself. Even though she was not in a good mood, she still coaxed and called to him because he felt even more insecure than she did.
Yin Han obediently followed behind, and as soon as he sat down, he picked her up and said, "Shengbao, I'm sorry..."
"??? What are you sorry for?"
"I don't know. Did I make you angry? Can you tell me?" Yin Han asked cautiously, even though everything was fine just now.
"Take off your short-sleeved shirt." Nan Sheng felt nauseous from the smell of his clothes.
Yin Han was taken aback, his eyes narrowing: "Sheng Bao, isn't this inappropriate?"
Don't blame Yin Han for thinking the wrong thing, because Nan Sheng is always domineering and proactive in this regard.
"Why do you smell of perfume? Did you go to a place with lots of women?" Nan Sheng didn't suspect him, but the thought of women getting close to him made her extremely jealous.
Upon hearing this reason, Yin Han cursed himself inwardly and quickly took off his short-sleeved shirt and threw it aside.
"Oh dear, I didn't! No... I went to a place with lots of women, no... the company I went to had a lot of women, and a female secretary took me to their boss's office. She had a very strong perfume on her, and the boss's office also had it. I talked to him for a while..."
At first, Yin Han explained helplessly, but later his gaze towards Nan Sheng gradually calmed down.
"Sweetie, that's how it happened, don't be angry anymore, okay? When I smelled it just now, all I could think about was you, sweetie... the smell of milk. I'll go back and wash up before I come to see you, okay?" Yin Han said, and then tentatively kissed Nan Sheng's lips, again and again.
"When that woman was talking to you, did she keep looking at you?" Nan Sheng pouted. The man in front of her was so handsome, and just thinking about how all those women's eyes were fixed on him made her want to hold him tightly in her arms.
Seeing Nan Sheng's expression, Yin Han finally understood that she wasn't angry, but jealous. He breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that she wasn't angry: "I didn't see her. I don't even know what she looks like."
"Honey, don't be jealous, okay? Even though you're jealous because you like me, it will make you unhappy. I don't want that, and I don't want it to happen. I love how sunny and cheerful you are towards me all the time."
This time, Yin Han wasn't just testing the waters; he actually kissed her lips.
Nan Sheng hugged his bare arm and cooperated with him, but Yin Han was not satisfied with that. Instead, he grabbed her hand, hooked it around his neck, skillfully pried open her teeth, and kissed her deeply, passionately and tenderly.
Just when Yin Han thought the person in his arms would lie softly in his arms, she suddenly struggled free from him.
"Goodness..." Yin Han called out in a particularly hoarse voice, with a hint of suppressed emotion.
"Don't move, I want you to smell like me all over." Nan Sheng's cherry-like lips kissed his neck, collarbone, chest, and abs...
Repeatedly, I lingered there, reluctant to leave.
Those warm lips landed on Yin Han's skin again and again, and Yin Han, who was already powerless against her, now had veins bulging on her forehead.
Even though the air conditioning was on, he still felt incredibly hot.
He could only hold Nan Sheng tightly around the waist, his large hands restless, reaching under the hem of her clothes.
"Hanbao, don't move." Nan Sheng hurriedly grabbed his hand, otherwise she wouldn't be able to relax.
Yin Han had no choice but to stop, his hands continuing to caress her waist, letting her leave marks on his body.
Half an hour later, Nan Sheng finally raised her head and smiled smugly at Yin Han, who was covered in sweat.
At this moment, Yin Han's chest was covered with a lot of saliva, and his collarbone and neck were also covered, but he did not feel disgusted at all.
"Hanbao, that's enough, it tastes just like me now."
Yin Han looked at Nan Sheng sitting on his lap with dark eyes, and didn't say a word, because he was really suffering.
"Baby Han, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Nan Sheng clearly felt it while sitting down, and with a smile, she drew circles on his abs with her little hand.
"Good boy/girl."
Nan Sheng leaned over and hugged his neck: "Han baby, no, you were so rough last night, it still hurts, waaaaah."
Yin Han stroked her back through the fabric. If this continued, he would eventually be driven crazy by her charm.
"Let me see?" Yin Han took out a tube of ointment from his pants pocket.
Nan Sheng stared blankly at the white ointment, remaining silent for a long time.
How could he carry that with him?!
Yin Han laughed out loud, his chest trembling slightly: "Because coming to see you was inevitable, I brought it with me."
Yin Han answered the question she was thinking about.
Nan Sheng shook her head vigorously to indicate her refusal. Under the setting sun, in front of her house, or in the car, she dared not let him look directly at her.
"No, I'm shy..." Nan Sheng said, then buried her head in his neck and rubbed against him.
"We've seen each other, kissed and touched each other everywhere, are you still shy, sweetie?" Yin Han said boldly after recovering, bringing his nose close to her neck to sniff.
Nan Sheng knew that Yin Han was not the same person he was six months ago. She opened her small mouth and sucked on his neck.
Yin Han only felt a slight stinging pain, and the next second, the first strawberry was born.
“It’s the middle of summer now, and you can’t cover yourself up, so bring a few more,” Nan Sheng said before continuing.
Yin Han didn't stop her; instead, she adjusted it, and despite her efforts, she seemed to enjoy it.
"Good boy, push harder, or it won't form..."
Nan Sheng obediently listened, completely unaware that Yin Han was smiling triumphantly behind her back.
Nan Sheng only found out why someone had told her to use force after she returned to her room.
PS: Here we go!
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