Chapter 84 Ignite My Love
Around 10 p.m., Xiaoliwo was already getting sleepy and kept yawning.
It was rare for Chen Xiulian to be up this late; her eyelids were drooping.
"Little dimple, come back to your room with Grandma and go to sleep."
The Spring Festival Gala on TV was still going on, filled with laughter and joy, creating a lively atmosphere.
Little Dimple was reluctant to leave, but she kept yawning, her eyes brimming with tears, as if they might fall at any moment.
Li Ke coaxed, "Little dimple, be good, go to sleep now, you won't be able to get up until tomorrow."
"I'll take you out to play tomorrow."
"Really?!" Little Dimple's eyes lit up. Receiving Li Ke's affirmative answer, she nodded happily, "Okay! I'll go to sleep now!"
After saying that, Chen Xiulian stood up and led her into the bedroom on the first floor.
Li Ke was sleeping in Chi Yu's room on the second floor tonight. After telling Chi Yu, he went upstairs.
Xinmian went back to the third floor to take a shower and wash up, leaving only three grown men in the living room on the first floor.
Lin Jiachi and Yang Chengjing weren't sleepy so quickly, but Chen Xiulian's room was on the first floor, and no matter how quiet they were, they would still disturb the old man and the young woman to some extent.
So Lin Jiachi patted Yang Chengjing on the shoulder and said, "Let's go! We're both single, let's go to my place for a drink."
The courtyard gate opened and closed, and the living room became completely quiet.
When Xin Mian came out of the bathroom, Chi Yu had already taken a shower on the second floor and was sitting on the sofa in her room typing on the keyboard.
Xin Mian was taken aback. "Do you still have to work?"
"It was a small matter, and it's already been taken care of."
Chi Yu put the notebook aside, took a hairdryer, pulled the person into his arms, and dried her hair.
The cord was plugged in, and the sound of the hairdryer filled the room.
After spending so much time together, Chi Yu's technique for blow-drying her hair has improved from being clumsy at the beginning to being skillful now. He even massages her scalp with the warm air, and his technique is getting better and better.
Xinmian felt comfortable from his massage and moved back a little, finding a comfortable position against his chest.
She had just finished showering and was only wearing a nightgown because the air conditioning was on in the room.
Chi Yu noticed that as their relationship grew closer, her nightgowns became increasingly revealing and beautiful.
He once asked her during a kiss if she had prepared this to add some fun to their time together, but she blushed and slapped him on the shoulder, denying it repeatedly.
Xinmian has always had pretty nightgowns; some she's worn, brought from Yuncheng, and some are new, recently purchased. Few girls can resist pretty dresses, and nightgowns are no exception.
She didn't wear them before because she only found out there was a man in the house after signing the contract with Grandma Chen. At that time, the two weren't familiar with each other, so she naturally couldn't wear those little skirts and walk around in front of him.
She wears it now simply because their relationship is different now; she feels no qualms about wearing a skirt in front of her boyfriend.
The styles of the skirts are not actually very revealing; most are made of silk with spaghetti straps, soft against the skin, and the length is above the knee, which is just flattering.
But Chi Yu ignored her explanation and insisted that she was wearing a skirt now to add to the fun.
He also enjoys either tearing her skirt or watching it get soaked little by little during sex.
Xinmian was both ashamed and angry, and she hadn't been wearing it much lately.
It was just New Year's Eve, and she was in a good mood, so she chose to wear her favorite outfit.
The dress was pure black, with a thin strap draped over her shoulder. The neckline was a bit large, and as the hairdryer blew, the strap slipped down onto her arm, half-hooked.
The beautiful scenery below the neckline is almost completely exposed.
Under the bright indoor lights, the girl's skin was fair with a rosy glow, like the finest pearls, covered with a layer of shimmering luster, pure and beautiful.
The marks he left last night and this afternoon are scattered, their colors varying in shade, adding a touch of allure to the purity.
They deceive others without realizing it.
She still had the dampness of a bath, exuding a faint fragrance. Soft strands of hair passed through his fingertips, and Chi Yu's eyes darkened. He instinctively clenched his fist.
The sound of the hairdryer finally stopped, and before Xinmian could react, she was completely enveloped in a warm and comforting embrace.
The man's hot breath sprayed onto the back of her neck, and his large, calloused hands, through the thin fabric, grasped her heartbeat.
Almost instantly, her body went limp and her breathing became rapid.
"...what you do..."
"Of course, it's making love, baby."
His kiss landed, his hair was ruffled and brushed against her smooth skin. Xinmian felt ticklish and wanted to dodge, but he grabbed her waist and pressed her back down.
They were pressed tightly together, even closer together.
She immediately sensed its menacing barbs.
"Didn't we say...we should stay up all night on New Year's Eve...?"
She was out of breath and instinctively tried to pull his hand away, but to no avail.
The veins on the man's forearm are bulging, clearly defined, and very noticeable. They even feel a bit rough on the palm when you hold them. The man exudes a powerful and energetic aura, ready to unleash his potential.
Hearing her words, he glanced at the clock, then turned back to kiss her cheek. "Perfect timing."
Xin Mian didn't understand, "W-what does that mean..."
Chi Yu chuckled softly, "It's a little past 11 o'clock now."
"We can do it while staying up all night to welcome the New Year."
Neither can be neglected.
Xin Mian's face flushed instantly; she hadn't expected him to have this in mind.
She was incredibly embarrassed. "Is this what you call serious business?"
The black skirt was originally knee-length, but because of their current posture, the skirt was pulled up almost to their thighs.
As the intrusion penetrated layer by layer, she could even feel the shape of his finger joints.
“Chi Yu…” Her waist trembled slightly, and her voice was unsteady.
He knew her too well; he was familiar with every part of her body.
She bit her lip and couldn't help but hum softly as she heard him whisper in her ear, "Baby, actually, I wanted to do this on New Year's Eve."
We'll work from this year until next year, crossing the world's countdown to midnight.
Again and again, he confirmed that she was right beside him, gently enveloping him and responding to him passionately.
It's okay if you don't click at first; you can work things out, patiently and tirelessly.
Eventually, it will be the right time; he can give her everything she wants.
It's okay if she's hesitant and doesn't walk towards him.
If she looks at him, even just once, he will run to her without hesitation.
Xinmian's thoughts drifted, and she struggled to recall New Year's Eve when, during the midnight countdown, she and her friends stood in a small courtyard on the mountaintop, looking down.
Fireworks lit up the sky, and cheers of countdown echoed all around.
In that lively and celebratory atmosphere, he was actually thinking about such things.
She was both ashamed and angry, and called him vulgar, but he held her down and pressed his palm against hers.
Sensing his intention, she gasped angrily, her breath trembling, "Don't tear my nightgown..."
This is a brand new item; I'm only wearing it for the first time today.
The thin fabric was clenched tightly in his hand, then released again.
He bent down and hugged her tightly, kissing her to deepen the imprint while twirling her halter top strap around his fingertips, saying in a hoarse voice, "The dress is so beautiful."
"Baby, can you wear the clothes I bought you next time?"
Xinmian's soul felt like it was about to be shattered; he whimpered softly, and it was impossible to hear what he was saying.
Without waiting for her reply, he drew his own conclusion: "She tacitly agreed."
"What I wear next time is up to me."
Her eyes were blurry with tears, her face flushed, and she only managed to hear his last few words—[I'm in charge...]
Waaaaah...
She kept seeing flashes of white light in her mind, her heart was beating erratically, and she felt as if she were being thrown into the clouds at high speed.
“Chi Yu…”
Xin Mian couldn't help but cry out, the sofa making strange noises as it was scraped. Chi Yu picked her up, held her chin tightly, and gave her a long kiss until they heard the sound of fireworks through the glass door. Only then did he slightly pull away from her lips and tongue, letting her look outside.
"Baby, look."
She couldn't see clearly; her eyes were misty.
He gripped her slender neck, sucked away the tears that wet her eyelashes, and finally managed to focus his vision.
The sofa is right next to the floor-to-ceiling glass door, and from this angle, you can see a large expanse of the night sky outside.
The sky was a deep, dark blue, with almost no stars.
No problem, the fireworks exploded again soon.
In the quiet night, it blossoms with a brilliance and beauty unique to this moment.
Xinmian could even see herself in the glass, reflecting the sudden brilliance of the fireworks: her nightgown disheveled, her hair disheveled, the sofa in disarray...
He held her tightly, embraced her, and possessed her deeply. In his ink-black eyes was a deep and dark desire, and when he looked at her, his eyes were filled with a storm of passion, just like her movements.
Xin Mian bit her lip, her neatly trimmed nails leaving marks on his arm, and cried as she begged him to be gentler.
The clock on the wall slowly pointed to 12. The instant the second passed, Chi Yu's low, husky voice muffled between her lips, bringing her intense pleasure.
"Happy New Year, baby."
Waaaaah...
Xinmian burst into tears as if a dam had been breached. The thought of having to hang a sofa on the balcony to dry on the first day of the Lunar New Year filled her with overwhelming shame.
But she had long been immersed in all the love he brought her. It seemed that she was passively accepting everything, but in reality, passivity is also a kind of initiative.
She couldn't bear to really push him away, couldn't bear to really reject him.
Her timidity and tepidity gave her an excuse to comfort herself.
Xin Mian felt a surge of warmth and bittersweetness in her chest, and tears fell one by one, landing on his arm.
She snuggled into his arms following her heart, tilting her beautiful neck back, marked with kisses, and actively seeking his lips.
Her voice trembled slightly, "Chi Yu, Happy New Year..."
Fireworks seemed to be blooming in my mind, in sync with the fireworks outside, in sync with his passion.
A passionate kiss landed forcefully, and Chi Yu hugged her tightly, wishing he could devour her whole.
Her breathing was deep and unrestrained; she had completely lost her last shred of clarity and was utterly consumed by this boundless lust.
Xin Mian rarely showed any initiative in matters of the heart, but this provoked his fierce and unrestrained advances. She didn't remember how long it lasted, only that she seemed to have fainted in the middle, and later woke up under his relentless onslaught.
The fireworks outside had long since ended, and even the sound of firecrackers had stopped.
But he was tireless and excited, like a perpetual motion machine.
She was sobbing, exhausted, but her body was under his strong control, and she was also immersed in excitement. Even though she was extremely tired, she would still subconsciously respond to him.
The sofa was a complete mess; there wasn't a single spot that looked decent.
Not satisfied, he picked her up and prepared to move the battlefield to the bed.
She looked at the newly changed sheets and blankets, then shook her head and leaned on his shoulder in refusal, "Chi Yu...don't go to the bed..."
"I can't take it anymore..."
Waaaaah...
If she not only washes the sofa on the first day of the Lunar New Year, but also the bed sheets and duvet covers, then she really has no face to show her face.
Chi Yu turned around and carried her into the bathroom.
The last time, she was in a daze, as if the whole world was falling into her eyes, and all her senses could only perceive him.
But when everything returned to calm, he kissed her lips, tightened his grip on her hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xin Xiaomian, I love you."
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Author's Note: [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers]
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