Chapter 94 Sock Clips vs. Showing Affection: Lu Huaijin V: Tsk, clingy.
Lu Huaijin's pupils trembled, and a wave of heat surged up from the ankle that Wen Yinhe was holding, instantly sweeping across his entire body. His spine felt like it was being electrocuted, and his breathing became chaotic.
His ankle broke free from Wen Yinhe's grasp, lifted up, and lightly nudged Wen Yinhe's chin with the tip of his spotless leather shoe.
He tilted his chin slightly back, lowered his eyelashes, and stared at Wen Yinhe with sharp, burning eyes, his voice low and husky:
"Tell me, who taught you all this?"
Wen Yinhe gently lifted Lu Huaijin's foot, his slender fingers brazenly slipping inside Lu Huaijin's suit trousers, pushing the trousers up as he reached upwards, revealing Lu Huaijin's fair calves and a section of black stocking.
"Mr. Lu..."
Wen Yinhe kissed Lu Huaijin's calf, where the sock clip had created a slight indentation in the skin, with fascination. He then picked up a thin strap with his teeth and released it.
When the strap snapped back onto Lu Huaijin's leg, it made a "slap" sound as it hit his flesh.
Lu Huaijin's calf twitched reflexively, and the area of skin that had been slapped instantly turned red.
Wen Yinhe couldn't help but feel apologetic and affectionate as he licked the small patch of reddened skin with his tongue.
The sock straps were wet with his saliva, leaving a small patch of glistening water on Lu Huaijin's calf.
He raised his thick eyelashes, his dark eyes moist and intense as he gazed into Lu Huaijin's eyes, like a bottomless whirlpool, drawing people down and into his descent.
"To be precise, I learned everything from Mr. Lu without any instruction."
Lu Huaijin's breathing became more and more rapid, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the bed sheet under his palm.
The stimulating sensation of the electric current surged up his calf in waves from the skin where Wen Yinhe's lips had kissed him, sending shivers down his spine.
My calves trembled wildly under Wen Yinhe's scalding palms, red and wet as if they had been soaked in hot water, almost sweating profusely.
Before meeting Wen Yinhe, he never knew that his calves could be so sensitive.
No, wherever Wen Yinhe touched, his entire body would feel as if it no longer belonged to him.
What a cold and aloof immortal, she's clearly a succubus who drains a man's life force!
During the variety show recording, although the two still slept in the same bed most of the time and would sometimes go to the bathroom to play in the water when they needed to relieve themselves, it was still not as relaxed as when they were at home.
Not only Lu Huaijin had been holding back for a long time, but Wen Yinhe had also been silently preparing for a long time.
Don't let his usual pure and innocent appearance fool you; he blushes easily when teased by Lu Huaijin, and once he takes off his clothes, he's nothing more than a "beast in human clothing."
He's just shy and easily embarrassed in public. But once he's home and the door is closed, Huai Jin has seen everything about him. They've had countless funs together over the past six years, and the two of them are both incredibly crazy.
He is, after all, a man.
Moreover, her husband is so handsome and charming that just being in his sight, even without doing anything, is constantly seducing him.
Their desire for each other was never less than their desire for one another.
However, Lu Huaijin has an outgoing personality and talks about everything.
Wen Yinhe remained silent and "abnormal," waiting for an unexpected moment to give Lu Huaijin a "surprise."
Lu Huaijin was completely captivated.
I wonder what kind of good fortune he accumulated in his past life to have such a perfect, lovely, and sexy lover in this life.
The trousers of the suit were already rolled up to the knees, and could not be rolled up any further.
The stocking clip was completely soaked with Wen Yinhe's saliva, and the kisses climbed all the way from his ankles to Lu Huaijin's bare knees.
Wen Yinhe caught a glimpse of the phone on the bed out of the corner of his eye, grabbed it, and handed it to Lu Huaijin. His soft lips brushed against Lu Huaijin's knee, kissing the thin skin until it turned red: "Can you take a picture for me?"
"Damn, even at a time like this, they still remember to take pictures."
Lu Huaijin took the phone while cursing and pointed the camera at Wen Yinhe's flushed face.
Wen Yinhe, like a docile large dog, turned his head and lay down on Lu Huaijin's knees.
His arm covered half of his face, and his bangs, slightly damp with sweat, swept across his sculpted eyebrows and eyes. He looked up at Lu Huaijin behind the camera with his head lowered and eyes lowered. His muscular arm looked almost as thick as Lu Huaijin's trouser leg.
Deep within his eyes surged a powerful undercurrent, like a wild beast lurking on a man's lap, ready to devour him the moment it left the camera's reach.
"Crack".
Lu Huaijin pressed the shutter button with rapid breathing.
At this point, there was only one last photo left to take, but both of them were in terrible condition.
Wen Yinhe, as if he had lost his mind, continued to climb up along Lu Huaijin's knees.
Thighs, abdomen, ribs...
Lu Huaijin couldn't help but lean against Wen Yinhe's body weight and fall onto the bed behind him, holding his phone the whole time.
The shutter clicked continuously, recording frame by frame the entire process of Wen Yinhe climbing onto his body.
The buttons on his suit jacket and shirt were quickly undone, leaving them wide open on either side of Lu Huaijin's body.
Lu Huaijin felt as if he were a clam shell that had been pried open, revealing the soft flesh inside, ready for anyone to pluck.
It finally climbed up to my chest.
Lu Huaijin's hand holding the phone began to shake violently, and nine out of ten photos he took were blurry.
However, it's clear that none of the photos after the one with the knee can be posted.
Wen Yinhe helped Lu Huaijin's wrist and adjusted the camera to Lu Huaijin's favorite angle.
It's an angle that allows you to see the entire beginning process.
"Mr. Lu, you'd better hold on tight from now on."
...
The phone was too heavy, and Lu Huaijin's hands were trembling. His palms were sweating profusely, and the phone slipped off his sweaty chest several times before Wen Yinhe picked it up again and kindly placed it back in his hand.
Lu Huaijin really wanted to throw the phone away. He slammed it against Wen Yinhe's chest in a fit of rage, his eyes bloodshot, and he said haltingly:
"I... I'm not... going to film anymore, you film!"
Wen Yinhe took Lu Huaijin's tired hands and kissed them, then clenched Lu Huaijin's fingers and pressed his hands firmly on the top of his head.
The two men's clasped hands, with their distinct knuckles and bulging veins, were covered in a layer of damp sweat, sinking deep into the snow-white sheets, creating a striking visual effect.
Wen Yinhe's eyes flickered slightly as he took one last photo of the two people's hands, clasped tightly together, pressed under the sheets.
...
After everything was over, Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin embraced, enjoying the afterglow while looking through the photos they had just taken.
Even though Wen Yinhe took the photos himself, he felt extremely ashamed when he looked at them now that he was sober. He couldn't believe that he was the one who took them.
When he saw himself from Lu Huaijin's perspective, he turned around and crawled into the blanket, utterly speechless.
Mirrors were naturally used.
Wen Yinhe pressed Lu Huaijin against the mirror and took a picture of Lu Huaijin with another Lu Huaijin in the mirror.
There was also a photo taken in front of the mirror, showing the two of them standing one in front of the other. At that moment, water splashed all over the mirror, all because of Lu Huaijin.
We agreed to finish our work first...
In the end, it was he who couldn't resist.
He...he's a beast!
Lu Huaijin chuckled and crawled under the covers, pinning Wen Yinhe down in the dim light. He nibbled on Wen Yinhe's chin and laughed, "Now you're shy. Why didn't you say you were embarrassed when you pulled me aside to take pictures? Hmm? You little pervert?"
Afraid of making Lu Huaijin feel stifled, Wen Yinhe blushed and opened the blanket. With nowhere to hide, she could only snuggle against Lu Huaijin's chest and apologize in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, I went a little too far just now..."
"You're going too far?" Lu Huaijin couldn't help but chuckle, cupping Wen Yinhe's adorably adorable face with its cute little expression, and gave it a loud kiss, his eyes full of helplessness. "Baby, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about yourself? Next time, you don't need to do it yourself, I'll peel it open for you to pat, okay?"
Wen Yinhe imagined the scene, and the blush on his face not only did not subside, but became deeper and deeper, and his body began to feel hot again. If this continued, he would have to spend the whole day in bed.
Wen Yinhe blushed and kissed Lu Huaijin's lips, thus ending the topic.
However, when their lips touched, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, smiling with a doting yet sly smile.
Because he knew that Wen Yinhe's lack of refusal meant he wanted it.
Tsk, what a closet pervert, doesn't he know himself?
To distract himself, Wen Yinhe turned on his phone and found that his agent had sent a final inquiry an hour earlier, after which there had been no further urging, only a curt, indifferent message—
Remember to post photos when you're done! ^v^
Wen Yinhe: "..."
He had no interest in knowing what his agent knew.
Since the first photo was taken with Lu Huaijin's phone, the subsequent photos were naturally also saved on Lu Huaijin's phone.
Wen Yinhe replied guiltily to his agent, while saying to Lu Huaijin beside him, "Huaijin, send me the photos, and I'll send them to the studio to post on Weibo."
Lu Huaijin tapped his finger on the screen: "No need, I sent it with my account."
Wen Yinhe was stunned for a moment. His phone didn't have Weibo installed, so he could only lean closer to Lu Huaijin and look at his phone screen.
Lu Huaijin V: Today's feast [photo.jpg] ×9
He selfishly placed the one with their fingers intertwined right in the center.
Just one glance was enough to make my body feel hot.
Apart from him and Yinhe, no one knows under what circumstances this photo was taken.
[Turkey Flavored Rice Crackers]: Ahhhhhh, Grandma! Your favorite couple is finally back in action! What is this amazing stuff?! !!! Every single photo is so beautiful, it smells so good! A crazy frenzy of photos! I'm saving them all like crazy!!!
[Going to the bank to count gold bars]: My current species: upper body is human, lower body is a maggot twisted into a pretzel on the bed, emitting a mixture of dolphin-like high notes and groundhog screams from my throat! Every time Wen Lu and I are in the same frame, I instantly evolve from a primate into a paramecium that can only frantically shout "I'm dying from this!"
[Human Specimen on the Run]: Wait a minute... this seems to be CEO Lu's account... (softly)
【You're so refreshing in the autumn air】: ? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Wen Yinhe was both amused and exasperated, and quickly told his agent the news.
Then, Wen Yinhe watched helplessly as the "typing" message on the other end remained displayed for a full minute, until finally, all his words boiled down to just one sentence—
[As long as Mr. Lu is happy :)]
For some reason, Wen Yinhe felt an overwhelming sense of dread from that last little smiling expression.
After this couple photo shoot, Lu Huaijin suddenly found a new source of fun: frantically promoting Wen Yinhe's work.
To put it simply, it's showing off their affection.
Lu Huaijin V: Thirsty [Wen Yinhe's workout photo.jpg] ×9
Lu Huaijin V: Baby [Wen Yinhe's stunning sleeping face.jpg] ×9
Lu Huaijin V: Tsk, so clingy [Lu Huaijin sitting on Wen Yinhe's lap, first-person perspective shot of Wen Yinhe.jpg] ×9
Every Weibo post is accompanied by a very elegant and aloof caption, but the accompanying pictures are anything but aloof; it's as if they're practically plastering the words "Wen Yinhe is mine" onto the pictures.
The comments section below is very strange.
Half of the celebration was among the CP (couple) fans.
[The other party is cheating on me]: Waaaaaah, I knew it! President Lu spoils us the most! So many sweet moments, I'm shipping them all!
[VIP user of the mental hospital]: It seems like President Lu is posting on Weibo like he's on WeChat Moments _(:з」∠)_
[Life's not worth it, but the food's delicious]: WeChat Moments is great! So many Moments! At least one person in a couple has to be alive! Otherwise, we're the ones who will die!
The other half consisted of CEOs sporting ID photos and verified badges.
[Chairwoman Zhang Hong V]: A perfect match, both talented and handsome! [Thumbs up][Thumbs up][Thumbs up]
[CEO Zhou Yong V]: With a perfect family and career, Mr. Lu is a role model for us all! [Thumbs up][Thumbs up][Thumbs up]
[General Manager Liu Ming V]: I'll take this dog food first! President Lu is so lucky! [Thumbs up][Thumbs up][Thumbs up]
Netizens are dying of laughter at this bizarre art style—
【Among all the monkeys on the mountain, my butt is the reddest】: Why are these bosses replying like bots, hahaha! I'm hallucinating that I replied to my boss's WeChat Moments [doge emoji]
【Pooping Fairy】: What have I done to deserve shipping these people with all these people every day? [laughing and crying emoji]
In order to see what Lu Huaijin posted every day, Wen Yinhe had to download a Weibo account and follow only Lu Huaijin. Every day, he would wait for Lu Huaijin's account to post sweet moments, and after enjoying them to the fullest, he would mingle among millions of netizens and type out an ordinary comment.
[I'm totally shipping them! Wen Lu is the sweetest! Wen Lu 99! May they stay together sweetly forever! [Sprinkling flowers]]
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All the accessories are included and packed up!
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