It's absolutely true that keeping warm can lead to lustful thoughts.
Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng strolled hand in hand along the lake. For some reason, she kept thinking about the lakeside pavilion in Tiancheng, where she and Fu Jingsheng had once been intimate.
The woman's eyes unconsciously drifted towards the middle of the lake, where the surface stretched as far as the eye could see, unlike the lake in Tiancheng, where a walkway had been built.
"What are you looking at?" Fu Jingsheng followed the direction his wife was looking, but all he could see was darkness.
Rong Yan quickly looked away, saying, "Let me see how big this lake is."
Fu Jingsheng grinned mischievously; "Is it about how big it is, or whether there's a place to rest?"
Rong Yan's cheeks flushed. Did Fu Jingsheng have a surveillance camera installed in her head? He knew all this.
“I know a place.” He grabbed the woman’s hand and ran forward.
"Huh?" Rong Yan hadn't even reacted before she was dragged a long way away.
Fu Jingsheng found a shop and rented a tent.
No way.
Rong Yan understood immediately.
People rent tents for camping, but they use them for marital relations, which is somewhat shameful.
We can still control it for a while.
Rong Yan watched as Fu Jingsheng set up the tent. She stood outside for a long time without going in, and looked up at him with her little face and said, "Fu Jingsheng, look, other people have lights on their tents, small tables outside, and a fire. They're probably camping. We have nothing, it's pitch black, it's a bit out of place."
"If you want to, go back. It's not good to stay here; it's quite embarrassing." Rong Yan's face was burning as she said this.
Fu Jingsheng lifted the woman's chin: "What's there to be shy about? What couple doesn't have a sex life? The person who rents the tent isn't saying anything is off-limits." The man said deliberately.
He didn't intend to cause trouble with Rong Yan inside. He was enthusiastic about it, but not to the point of doing it several times a day, especially since they were outside at the moment.
"Sit down." The man took Rong Yan's arm and made her sit at the entrance of the tent.
"Huh? So fast?" the woman asked in surprise. "Although I took a shower, I didn't prepare anything. I should at least have some tissues. It wouldn't be good to get them on someone's tent." Rong Yan said matter-of-factly.
Fu Jingsheng checked and found that the meteor shower could be seen in Beicheng at night, around midnight. They had come out late, and it was almost midnight, so they thought it would be more comfortable to set up a tent and sit there.
I just didn't expect Rong Yan to imagine such things. A writer is indeed a writer.
Fu Jingsheng decided to make a joke.
"I always carry condoms with me." The man put his hand in his pocket, and when he took it out, his fingers were indeed twirling the thing between them.
“Fu Jingsheng, you’re always ready, aren’t you? What’s the difference between you and a beast? Although I also like excitement, I can’t let myself go. Try your best, hold back until we go back, let’s go back now, okay?” Rong Yan blinked and discussed with her husband.
He gazed at her charming appearance, his hand holding the condom wrapped around her lower back, and lifted her up, pressing her breasts against his. His heart pounded wildly.
I really don't know what it'll be like inside the tent. This won't do. Two little voices were fighting in Rong Yan's head.
Fu Jingsheng bit her lip and lingered for a moment: "The tents have all been rented. Who cares if we're staying overnight or just using them temporarily? Everyone's busy."
He pointed to the distance: "Look over there, isn't it pitch black, but you can still see the shadows of two people on the tent."
Rong Yan glanced at them and saw a couple kissing.
“Just like this morning, I’ll get it over with quickly.” Fu Jingsheng’s breath brushed against the woman’s earlobe, his words teasing. “You look at the lake, and I’ll enter you. This time, the lake is right in front of you, not through glass.”
Rong Yan instantly recalled that time she stayed at a hotel, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the morning...
"No, don't tempt me." Rong Yan shook her head.
"Don't you want to? I was just thinking, either let me check, and if I don't feel anything, we won't come." He wanted to go to her to check.
Rong Yan put her legs together.
She didn't have the confidence to let Fu Jingsheng examine her. Her mind had already wandered the whole way; she didn't even need to look, it was a complete blank.
"Let me check," the man said, pretending to reach out.
Rong Yan immediately sat down, crossing her legs: "Even if I have a reaction, it's not okay. Let's go back to the hotel, okay?"
The man rested his chin on his hand and said, "Let me think about it."
Rong Yan massaged his back: "I'll take good care of you when we get back to the hotel, I promise I'll make you feel comfortable. Now, just enjoy the scenery." The woman said in a coquettish voice.
“Okay,” Fu Jingsheng replied.
"Can we go back now?" Rong Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her husband agree.
Fu Jingsheng glanced down at the time; it was almost midnight.
“Wait, the starry sky is beautiful tonight, let’s look at it for a while.” He and she sat side by side at the entrance of the tent.
"Meteor shower!" Rong Yan exclaimed. "Fu Jingsheng, is that a meteor shower?" The woman wasn't sure; she hadn't seen a meteor shower in at least a decade.
Just then, another shooting star streaked across the sky.
"It really is a meteor shower! What amazing luck!" Rong Yan stood up happily, noticing that others were also cheering.
Rong Yan slowly realized: "You knew there was a meteor shower tonight? You rented the tent to watch the meteor shower, didn't you think of doing this?"
Fu Jingsheng smiled but did not reply.
"Your expression clearly means you agree, Fu Jingsheng. You're so mean! You didn't mean anything by lying to me." Rong Yan punched Fu Jingsheng's shoulder.
"I really want to sleep with you, but I don't dare. I can't do it again. If I'm going to die, at least I can kiss you." He kissed Rong Yan's lips.
"Here we go again, I want to make a wish." Rong Yan suddenly pushed Fu Jingsheng away and put her hands together.
He didn't know what she was muttering, but while she was making her wish, the man's hands were not idle either. They quickly slipped under her clothes and gently kneaded her waist.
"Kiss me, have some fun," he whispered.
Who would do something underhanded while someone is making a wish?
If it weren't for the fact that her wish couldn't be broken, Rong Yan would have twisted Fu Jingsheng's hand off.
She let him do whatever he wanted.
When she opened her eyes again, Fu Jingsheng had already moved away from her and was intently looking at the sky.
Rong Yan turned on her phone's camera; she wanted to film some shooting stars to show the children.
"Xiao Lei and the others have never seen a meteor shower, have they?" the woman muttered to herself.
"Um."
“Fu Jingsheng, let’s bring them out to play next month.” Rong Yan suddenly felt a little guilty. The children had been looking forward to summer vacation for a long time, but she used the excuse of going out to relax to leave them in Tiancheng.
"Can."
The two chatted for a while, then returned to the hotel after leaving the tent at 1 p.m.
Fu Jingsheng closed the door, picked up Rong Yan, and laid her on the bed: "Someone said she'd come back to make me feel good. Let's see how she does it."
Rong Yan bit her lip. She was just trying to appease Fu Jingsheng because she was afraid he would take care of things outside. How could she have taken it seriously? But now, she couldn't very well admit that she had only made empty promises.
Rong Yan kissed Fu Jingsheng: "Let me kiss you properly."
The man unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest muscles, and lay flat on his back.
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