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The cicadas chirped loudly, and the shimmering water danced in the shade of the trees; it was another summer.
In the tranquil twilight, the orange-pink paint gently enveloped the sky, while cars rushed by on the roadside, and a person with a quiet, magical presence stood beside me.
The two walked hand in hand, slowly swaying over each brick. As if encased in an invisible glass dome, they strolled leisurely through the city.
A gentle evening breeze caressed her hair as Shen Tinghe tucked it behind her ears. "I'm not going to work tomorrow."
Chen Rancheng agreed, "Yeah, but we can't sleep in too late."
Looking up and meeting Chen Rancheng's lowered gaze, Shen Tinghe replied awkwardly, "I know."
She remembered that all they wanted to do was get the marriage certificate.
As they slept that night, Chen Rancheng's hand slipped inside her clothes, lingering lightly around her waist, pinching and releasing repeatedly. Seeing that Shen Tinghe didn't stop him, he slowly slid his hand upwards.
It traces an arc, stops beside the chest, and the tiger's mouth contracts from the outside to grasp the plump and smooth peach.
Shen Tinghe trembled slightly, her chest rising and falling with the kneading, her breathing clearly audible in the quiet night.
While catching his breath, Chen Rancheng's hand had already moved to another spot, sliding down below.
The last vestiges of reason told Shen Tinghe that she needed to call a halt immediately; there were important matters to attend to tomorrow.
The edge of the underwear stretched across the back of Chen Rancheng's hand, creating a small mound in the middle.
Shen Tinghe tightened her legs and grabbed his wrist, signaling him to stop.
Chen Rancheng's hands didn't stop moving. He touched the clitoris, gently massaging it in circles, then applied a little more pressure. "Don't you want it?"
A soft hum escaped from between her teeth, "Mmm..."
Her hands moved faster and faster as Shen Tinghe climbed, then suddenly stopped. She trembled and tilted her head back like a kitten, bobbing up and down.
Honey-like fluid flowed out, hanging coolly between her legs.
Chen Ran rubbed his fingers together, and water droplets spread on his fingertips.
He was rolled over and lifted onto her body; the smooth, tender opening made penetration very easy.
Shen Tinghe lay on top of him, eyes closed, and hummed, "We have to get up early tomorrow!"
Chen Rancheng: "Mm."
"Just finish this already!"
"Um."
A long time passed.
Chen Rancheng, "Should we stop?"
"don't want."
...
The gauze curtains by the window shone through the bright moonlight, illuminating the two people inside.
Entwined and tender.
The damp, rainy season will eventually lead to mold, but we will welcome our hot summer.
The End.
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