0038 Night Rose, Night.38 "You really don't need me to accompany you up?" Chen Shanye pulled the handbrake and asked.
"No, I'm going back to the hotel to take a shower. You should go home quickly. It's almost time for kindergarten to get out of school."
Ruan Mei unbuckled her seat belt and just moved her buttocks, and her loose little vagina spit out a small bag of warm love fluid.
The lace panties that had already been soaked could no longer withstand the extra moisture, so she clamped her legs together, squeezing all the moisture from the fabric onto her jeans.
Chen Shanye looked at her pitiful appearance with her legs clamped together, and raised his eyebrows: "Is it really wet?"
Ruan Mei glared at him: "What do you think?"
They kissed passionately on the sofa, and the spring water from deep inside their bodies oozed out, but Chen Shanye didn't touch her anywhere. He pressed down her hand that was trying to make trouble, and sucked her lips until they were almost numb before letting her go.
The man's crotch was also bulging, and it took them a few minutes to suppress their desire.
It's not a good place to have sex, and the time doesn't allow it.
"Walk around the old street at night, go to crowded areas, and avoid the alleys."
"I know."
"I'll come over around nine o'clock after Siyang falls asleep."
"It's okay if you don't come. Just stay at home and spend more time with your parents."
Chen Shanye glanced at her tightly clamped thighs and said in a light tone: "...If I don't come over, are you going to use that toy to solve it?"
Ruan Mei's face turned red. How could Chen Shanye see through her?
Chen Shanye's face darkened for once: "You are not allowed to use it, not even your fingers. I will come over tonight."
These words, spoken by him seriously and decisively, seemed extremely erotic.
Ruan Mei shouted "I know" and quickly got out of the car and ran into the hotel.
The densely woven lace on the panties had gotten stuck in the labia at some point, and every movement and every step would scrape and rub the slightly erect and sensitive clitoris, causing waves of itchiness and stimulating the lower abdomen, which in turn stimulated more fluid.
The room was clean and tidy, and the bed sheets were new without a wrinkle.
Ruan Mei pulled up the curtains and took off her pants and underwear. The small piece of fabric had already turned dark and was covered with some crystal clear and sticky love juice.
She took a picture of her wet panties with her cell phone and sent it to Chen Shanye on WeChat, with a message "Wait for Brother Shanye to come tonight (love heart)", and went to take a bath shaking her little butt.
After taking a quick shower, she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Chen Shanye replied to her, "Wait."
She felt playful, so she pulled the towel down a little and took a selfie.
The skin below the collarbone was exposed white, covered with a few faint red marks planted by Chen Shanye last night. The towel that was about to be taken off barely covered the nipples, but still revealed a small circle of tempting rose-red petals. Clear water droplets slid down the long and deep grooves along a beautiful arc.
There is no text attached this time, just the photo is enough.
But Chen Shanye's reply was to ask her to delete the photos and not keep any copies, in case her phone was lost and someone picked it up.
Ruan Mei giggled as he pedaled the bicycle backwards with his slender legs in the air. What a blockhead.
Although the store had posted a notice that it was closed, many customers still came to her. She responded to the customers while doing some simple leg-slimming Pilates. After finishing one round, she looked at the time and it was already evening.
The mountains were bathed in light and dark orange by the setting sun, the winding river was a beautiful pink-orange, and every household lit up their lights, illuminating the way home.
Ruan Mei changed her clothes and went downstairs. The old street was decorated with flashing neon lights. The narrow and long streets were lined with prosperous shops and restaurants. There was a constant stream of vehicles and pedestrians around her, and every corner was filled with the shining stars of the world.
She walked around and looked around. The ground was still steaming with heat. It was the cherry sparkling wine that had spilled on her body. Even after it dried, it was still sticky and stuck to her skin.
For dinner, she randomly went into a mutton rice noodle restaurant. The owner was a fat lady with a voice so loud that she could hear it even with headphones.
The broth made from large bones simmered in a clay pot is fragrant, and when it is served, it is still bubbling with large and small bubbles like a boiling hot spring. The distinct rice noodles are soaked in the delicious broth, and covered with several slices of tender lamb meat with fat and lean parts. The fragrant and refreshing fish parsley forms a small green hill in the corner.
Ruan Mei couldn't eat spicy food, so she asked Aunt Pang not to add extra chili oil. However, after she slurped down a small pot of rice noodles, she was still sweating from the heat. Seeing that she didn't look like a local and was single, Aunt Pang reminded her to be careful when she was outside.
The kindness from the stranger warmed her heart, and she couldn't help but think that Chen Shanye was the same, always with straightforward tenderness.
She walked down the bumpy stone path following the music in her headphones. The moon and stars had already climbed up the mountain and hung in the night sky. The milky moonlight flowed into the cracks between the bricks.
She was so full that she packed two bowls of brown sugar jelly. The heavy bags swayed left and right between her fingertips, like many black and white transparent goldfish swimming in them.
Just as I got to the road and was about to walk to the river, my singing was interrupted by the incoming call music. It was Chen Shanye calling.
After she answered the call, she put the phone back into her pocket: "Hello."
The other side asked: "Have you eaten?"
"I ate it. I ate mutton rice noodles."
"Which one?"
"I forgot to look at the name of the store. The owner is a fat lady. The portion is so big for eight yuan that I can't finish it."
Chen Shanye stood on the small balcony, his fingers gently twisting a mint plant planted by Shen Qing. The warm summer night breeze, carrying the fragrance of mint, brushed across his cheeks. He immediately thought of the rice noodle shop at the corner of the alley: "Auntie Pang? So you were almost at my house just now."
"Ah? Really?"
"Now? Where are you?"
"Walking towards the river. Have you finished your meal?"
There were many elderly people with their children on the roadside, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans to cool off. Ruan Mei lowered her head and met the eyes of many big, round children. She made faces at them, and the children gave her clear and clean smiles in return.
"Yeah, I just finished eating." Someone called him from behind. He turned around and saw Chen Siyang holding a toy car and asking him to play with it.
Ruan Mei also heard the call and said to him, "Go and do your work. See you later."
"Okay, see you later."
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