Chapter 121: Life is a theater everywhere and everyone is an actor
My wife laughed sweetly, and her laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell.
She pretended to struggle a few times, but that was just a gesture of wanting to refuse but also to accept, and then she put her arms around Lin Sinan's neck and kissed him passionately. Her kiss was passionate and affectionate, as if she wanted to pour all her thoughts and love into it.
The two of them walked into the bedroom and the door closed slowly.
Lin Sinan gently placed his wife on the soft bed. His wife's hair spread out like a waterfall, lying on the white pillow as soft as silk.
He leaned over and pressed on her, his hands supporting his wife's body on both sides, his eyes burning with the flame of desire, which seemed to be able to melt them both together.
My wife's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were filled with confusion and expectation.
Lin Sinan's fingers gently slid across his wife's face, the touch as delicate as silk, and moved down along her slender neck to unbutton her collar. Every movement was full of love and tenderness.
My wife trembled slightly, her breathing became rapid, and her heaving chest showed her inner excitement.
Lin Sinan's kisses fell on his wife's skin like raindrops, from her forehead to the tip of her nose, and then to her lips, leaving traces of his affection everywhere.
My wife's body twisted slightly, as if she was responding, but also as if she was dodging. Her hands were tightly grasping the bed sheets, and her knuckles were slightly white from the force.
The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and the two people's breathing mixed together, like playing the most moving piece of music.
The moonlight shone through the window onto them, reflecting their intertwined figures, which swayed on the wall, as if telling of the endless love between them.
Lin Sinan felt the warmth of his wife, and every touch brought their hearts closer, as if they were about to merge into one.
His wife whispered softly in his ear, and that voice was like the most touching love words, stirring his heartstrings and making his desire even stronger.
His hands traced the curves of his wife's body, sparking passion with every inch of her skin.
His wife moaned, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. Their bodies pressed tightly together, and they could hear each other's heartbeats clearly.
They were immersed in endless love and passion, as if they were the only ones left in the world.
After an unknown amount of time, the two finally fell asleep in each other's arms in extreme bliss, with smiles of satisfaction and happiness on their faces. The room was filled with the warmth of love, witnessing their deep affection.
The night in the city darkened and everything returned to calm.
The next day, early in the morning, sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, like golden threads gently falling on Lin Sinan's bed.
He slowly opened his eyes and his wife was still sleeping.
She lay sideways towards him, one arm bent and placed beside her face, her waterfall-like black hair scattered casually on the pillow, a few strands of hair covering half of her cheek.
Her eyelashes were thick and long, casting a small, light shadow under her eyes, which trembled slightly with her breathing, like two quiet butterflies.
Her lips were lightly pursed, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was experiencing something wonderful in her sleep.
My wife's fair shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, her skin was as soft and delicate as mutton-fat jade, exuding a soft luster.
The rounded shoulders have graceful lines, like a carefully crafted work of art.
The slender collarbone is slightly concave, forming a charming valley, which looks more delicate in the sun.
The skin on her slender arms was smooth, with faintly visible pale blue veins, revealing the vitality of life.
The small part of the calf exposed from the edge of the quilt is slender and straight, the skin is firm and elastic, as smooth as solidified fat, and the lines at the ankle are graceful and smooth, which makes people feel pity.
Lin Sinan looked at his wife quietly, thinking about the madness of last night, his heart filled with tenderness and peace.
Ever since that energy entered my body, which is what Aunt Zhang called spiritual energy, my abilities in all aspects have been greatly improved. Take last night for example, my physical peak before would not last more than an hour!
What about yesterday? Whether it was two or three hours, it no longer mattered. Seeing my wife finally lie on the bed, as content as a puddle of water, I was already extremely satisfied!
Although he really wanted to stay at home with his wife and children, the pace of life was like a wound-up clock, and he couldn't afford to stay for even a moment.
He got up carefully and hurried to the kitchen to make some breakfast for his wife and children. Although the breakfast was not delicious, it was sweet, tasty and nutritious!
After everything was done, Lin Sinan changed his clothes and walked outside, thinking about how he should deal with the situation at the hospital today! Should he remain unchanged in the face of change or take the initiative?
Lin Sinan's mind was completely occupied by the problems he was about to face.
Lin Sinan did not say goodbye to his wife and children. He left early, so let them sleep a little longer!
He came to the gate of the community and randomly spotted a slightly worn shared bicycle.
Riding his bicycle, he slowly rode towards the company. The breeze blew across his face and gently ruffled his hair, but it failed to blow away the heavy worry in his heart.
On the other side, Liu Chenyang, who had hardly slept all night, had a sallow complexion and his eyes were covered with bloodshot veins like spider webs. The dense red veins were like spider webs, making his eyes look particularly terrifying.
His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyes were full of fatigue and sleepiness.
His hair was disheveled, as if it had been lashed by a strong wind. His brows were furrowed, forming two deep furrows, and his forehead was also carved with a few shallow wrinkles from prolonged anxiety, as if his soul had been drained away.
He looked haggard and pale as paper, and stubble was sprouting on his chin, which was once clean and tidy, like mushrooms after rain.
Liu Chenyang looked in the mirror, startled at the unfamiliar self in the mirror that frightened him. His lips trembled as he muttered to himself, "Is this person me?"
His voice was filled with disbelief and deep self-doubt.
He quickly walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed with cold water, trying to clear his confused mind.
After washing for a while, he rubbed his face vigorously with his hands, as if trying to wipe away the fatigue and haggardness.
After calming down, he took a deep breath, walked to the table, picked up the box of Da Zhongjiu 9+1 prepared yesterday, examined it carefully again, confirmed that there were no flaws, and put it in his bag!
For some reason, the box of Da Zhongjiu 9+1 in the bag seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his hands, pressing him so hard that he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Liu Chenyang walked towards the unit with a nervous mood and heavy steps, and every step seemed to be filled with lead.
In another place in this city, another different drama was staged!
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