At night, the bathroom light was dim and ambiguous after lovemaking, the white and gray marble wall tiles were covered with moist mist, and the sound of water flowing in the white porcelain bathtub was long.
Ruan Mei felt a little drowsy after soaking in the warm water. Her knees, which had been ironed to the color of rose sugar, were pressed against her chest. Chen Shanye's fingers gently massaged her scalp, and cedar-scented foam burst between her wet hair.
Foam slid down her cheeks and she squinted her eyes, feeling a little itchy.
Chen Shanye helped her wipe off the foam that had slid down, and pulled up the shower head next to the bathtub: "Rinse off the foam, and close your eyes."
The white foam was washed away, and Ruan Mei squeezed the moisture out of her hair until it was half dry. She pushed all the wet hair behind her ears and head, letting it hang wetly on her shoulders. She lowered her knees and stood up straight. Drops of water from the ends of her hair dripped and slid across the faint red marks on her waist and back, like falling cherry blossoms.
The bathtub was just right for one person, but it was a bit tight for two people to squeeze in, not to mention Chen Shanye, who was such a big guy. Ruan Mei wanted to turn around but she couldn't muster the strength.
Chen Shanye held her breasts with both hands and pulled her out of the water. Water trickled down her naked body, and a pool of warm water surged, stirring up waves that jumped out of the bathtub and landed on the marble tiles.
Ruan Mei turned around and knelt between Chen Shanye's strong and slender legs. She put her arms around his neck, her misty eyes dark and crystal clear.
Chen Shanye's eyes drooped slightly. He held her buttocks, which had softened from soaking in the warm water, and gently rubbed them. His voice was hoarse: "What are you thinking about now?"
"I've finished washing my hair, but what about other parts of my body?" Ruan Mei blinked, but the mist didn't disperse and became even thicker.
"Where else do you want to wash?" He asked. Chen Shanye had already opened the soft, ripe, and moist peach, inserted his middle finger and gently tapped the small wrinkled hole. "Wash here?"
The soft curve of his lower back tensed instantly, and his knees rubbed against the hard and slippery bottom of the bathtub in panic.
Ruan Mei pressed her breasts against Chen Shanye's hot chest. The man's curly black chest hair scraped across her rosy areola, stimulating the two buds to slowly stand up.
"Not from behind... Chen Shanye, why do you keep touching my back tonight..." Ruan Mei was angry, and used her free hand to pinch the man's honey-brown nipples.
Chen Shanye let her tease him. He was not that interested in that part. He just wanted to coax Ruan Mei to show him her tail one day.
Just the white rabbit one is fine. There is also a set of white underwear in the store that matches perfectly.
The middle finger moved forward, the fingertip lightly poking at the slippery entrance of the flower. Chen Shanye raised the corner of his mouth: "If you don't wash the back, then do you want to wash the front?"
"You just ejaculated so much inside me and you haven't even pulled it out yet..." Ruan Mei rested her chin on his shoulder and kissed his collarbone lightly. Her waist swayed and her vagina opened and closed as if to swallow his finger.
“Slutty…”
Chen Shanye inserted his middle finger into the vagina, which had been softened by the recent fucking. It felt incredibly warm inside. He stirred it around, and the mixture of love juice and semen that had not yet been washed away made a gurgling sound in the vagina.
He scooped some slippery liquid onto his fingertips and pulled his fingers out of the small hole.
As soon as the liquid came out of the small blood, it was diluted with a pool of warm water. Chen Shanye raised his hand and brought the fishy juice diluted by the warm water to Ruan Mei's mouth, saying with a smile: "There's still a lot in there. If you keep running water, it will be too difficult to wash."
Ruan Mei glared at her, it wasn't just her water.
She grabbed the slightly rough and broad palm, opened her little mouth and took the middle finger in, taking all the body fluids of the two people on it into her mouth. Her misty eyes hooked at Chen Shanye, and her small fangs gently bit his knuckles.
The already swollen penis between his legs jumped uncontrollably, and Chen Shanye's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He pulled out his fingers, held the back of her neck and kissed her, his teeth grinding against her lips that seemed to be about to bleed, and his tongue was unwilling to let go of any inch of mud in her mouth.
Chen Shanye picked the girl up and let her hold on to the marble wall tiles. He hooked one of her knees and let her step on the edge of the bathtub. The buds between her thighs opened automatically, revealing some red and tender flesh that was shining with water.
He held Ruan Mei's waist tightly, and rubbed his swollen penis against the flower slit that was still dripping with water. The glans couldn't wait to find the hole dripping with warm liquid, and inserted it in with a "puff".
He muttered, "Let's just not wash it. I'm going to cum inside her later anyway. I'll wash it together after we're done..."
They were crazy that night, as if it was their first night together.
From the bathtub to the sink, from the full-length mirror in the entrance hall to the large area of short-pile carpet that was sprayed wet, Chen Shanye seemed to have endless physical strength. He held the person who was being fucked until she was dazed, and kept making love in every corner of the room.
As if wanting to make up for some regret, as if wanting to fill some gap, he keeps giving and keeps asking.
It was as if he wanted to make this night last forever.
*
"drop--"
Chen Shanye carried two bags of still-steaming skewers, hooked his long legs back, and closed the door.
The main light in the room was still off, the curtains were still open, and the moonlight was still bright and clear.
He walked towards the terrace outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Ruan Mei was wrapped in a white bathrobe, and her creamy legs were reclining on a white lounge chair.
Her eyes were filled with the deep sea surface rippling with waves. Ruan Mei held an unlit cigarette between her index and middle fingers. Her hair, still damp, was slightly lifted by the sea breeze and then fell back to her chest.
Chen Shanye closed the glass door and placed two bags of skewers next to the recliner: "Why don't you light a cigarette?"
Ruan Mei glanced at the cigarette in her hand, picked up the cigarette box and put it back, shaking her head: "I suddenly don't want to smoke anymore."
The two of them left the table halfway tonight. After fighting so many games, they were already very hungry. Ruan Mei found the nearest and fastest kebab restaurant on the app and ordered a bunch of food frantically.
Ruan Mei crossed her legs and moved the skewers to a certain place. She opened boxes of waterproof kraft paper on the recliner. The aroma of spices filled her nostrils. Ruan Mei held a beef skewer in one hand and a shrimp tail in the other. Her lips were shining as if they were rubbed with honey after eating.
Chen Shanye opened a beer for the two of them. Seeing that she was holding something in both hands, he raised the can directly to her mouth: "Take a sip, don't choke."
As Ruan Mei drank the cold beer, she felt completely satisfied. She burped and sighed, "Chen Shanye, I'm so happy."
"How do you feel happy?" Chen Shanye smiled and picked up a skewer of beef to eat.
"There are barbecue skewers, beer, and Chen Shanye."
The straightforward love words made Chen Shanye's ears burn. He looked at Ruan Mei, her almond-shaped eyes were watery and beautiful under the moonlight.
"But you can't hold your liquor well, so don't drink beer so often. It's okay at home, but outside..."
Chen Shanye recalled that night a year ago when the initial chaos caught him off guard.
"Am I really that bad at drinking?" Ruan Mei puffed out her cheeks.
"How much do you remember about that night a year ago?"
Ruan Mei thought about it. Her most conscious memory was the scene of the two of them fighting fiercely: "I just remember the part we did..."
"You..." Chen Shanye was a little conflicted, not knowing whether he should tell her the truth about her behavior that night.
"What am I doing?" Ruan Mei's eyes widened. "Tell me, have I done something stupid?!"
"You lifted your skirt in the parking lot and said you had to pee."
Gulp, Ruan Mei swallowed the beef that was still chewed into pieces in her mouth.
"...I came home like a puppy and wanted to sit down and pee in the cardboard box."
Chen Shanye frowned. When he recalled the scene of that white butt shaking wildly in front of him, his lower abdomen reacted again.
"Okay, okay, no need to say anymore, just forget about this!" She threw down the bamboo stick and covered her ears, unwilling to accept this fact.
The sea in the dead of night was churning with splashes, and one or two stars fell on the sea. The clouds on the horizon dyed silver by the moonlight were the whales swimming in the night, and it seemed that one could still hear the joyful calls of the white whales.
The sea breeze gradually became stronger. Ruan Mei had eaten and drunk her fill, so Chen Shanye asked her to go back to her room first.
Chen Shanye finished the leftover skewers, put away the bamboo sticks and empty beer cans, opened the door and walked back to the room.
Ruan Mei was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with buttons picked up from the carpet at her feet. She was holding his shirt in one hand and twisting a silver needle in the other.
The floor lamp flowed out warm yellow honey, pouring on the side of the woman's face as she carefully pinned a button back on her lapel, and clearly illuminated the small hairs on her ears.
Chen Shanye leaned on the armrest of the sofa and stroked Ruan Mei's hair: "Where did you get the sewing kit?"
"I asked customer service to bring it up while you were waiting in the lobby for your takeout." Ruan Mei was in the underwear business and often had to deal with minor flaws in the products. She was good at needlework and had quickly sewn the first button.
She found the bloodstains on her clothes and held them in front of Chen Shanye: "You haven't told me yet, why is there blood?"
"It's the nosebleed of the man surnamed Fang."
Ruan Mei let out a long "oh," as if she had guessed it, then retracted her hand and continued sewing the second button: "Does your hand hurt?"
"I use my knees, it doesn't hurt."
"Well, that's good. Don't deal with the bloodstains tonight. I'll help you clean them when we get back to Guangzhou."
Chen Shanye gently rubbed her small earlobe and replied in a low voice: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
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