Chapter 64 "Stamped~"
Lu Yu felt the wetness on his chest gradually drying up. He lowered his head slightly and gently rubbed his chin against the soft top of Lin Che's head. He tentatively pinched Lin Che's earlobe very lightly with his fingertips.
Lin Che's body moved slightly, and he slowly raised his head.
The two people's eyes met unexpectedly at this extremely close distance.
Lu Yu's eyes were still filled with lingering heartache and deep regret. Seeing the emotions in Lu Yu's eyes that were so strong that they almost drowned people, Lin Che pulled up a very faint smile at the corner of his lips.
Lu Yu sighed deeply, smiled helplessly, rubbed Lin Che's cheek with his chin, and secretly scratched Lin Che's side with one hand through the thick wool blanket with a bit of malicious teasing.
“Hmm!”
Lin Che's body suddenly shrank, and she subconsciously tried to dodge in the blanket, but she was bound by the blanket and had nowhere to escape.
He was caught off guard by Lu Yu's sudden and childish "sneak attack". It was almost a conditioned reflex. He was like a cat with its belly poked, wrapped in a thick wool blanket, and suddenly pounced forward, crashing heavily into Lu Yu's arms again, with his forehead against his shoulder.
Lu Yu caught him steadily, his chest vibrating as he let out a low, muffled laugh filled with endless doting.
He tightened his arms, tightly holding the person who was wrapped like a large silkworm cocoon and was still twisting slightly in his arms to express dissatisfaction.
The world became quiet.
Only the two bodies were left pressed together, transmitting each other's heartbeats and body temperatures.
Lu Yu didn't say anything else, but just tightened his arms and gently rested his chin on the top of Lin Che's head. Lin Che also lay quietly in his arms.
The two of them embraced each other like this, time seemed to have lost its meaning. The only sound in the room was the soft light of the wall lamp and the sound of their intertwined breathing.
A long time passed, so long that Lu Yu almost thought Lin Che had fallen asleep in his arms.
Lin Che moved slightly.
He raised his head slightly and his eyes met Lu Yu's again.
Lu Yu also looked back at him, his eyes gentle and focused.
Lin Che's gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on Lu Yu's lips.
Lin Che's movements were gentle, with an almost pious tentativeness. He tilted his head slightly, and his soft lips pressed gently against Lu Yu's once again.
Almost instinctively, Lu Yu raised his palm and covered Lin Che's neck again with irresistible force and eagerness to regain what he had lost. His slender fingers dug into the roots of his soft hair, trying to hold him in place and deepen the kiss.
The moment Lu Yu's lips were about to touch Lin Che again, Lin Che's hands suddenly broke free from the thick wool blanket. His palms, feeling the soft touch of the blanket, pressed firmly against Lu Yu's chest, abruptly stopping Lu Yu from leaning over.
Lu Yu's movements came to an abrupt halt. He maintained his bent posture, his hot breath spraying on Lin Che's forehead. With a hint of surprise and lingering emotions in his eyes, he looked at Lin Che in confusion.
Lin Che tilted his head back, breathing slightly. His eyes were still wet, yet surprisingly bright. He looked at Lu Yu and declared clearly, word by word, his voice still carrying a hint of nasal twang, "Only I can kiss you."
Then he stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Lu Yu's eyes, and continued, "You can't kiss me."
Before he finished speaking, he had already moved forward and kissed Lu Yu's lips again with a clear purpose.
Lin Che's kiss was almost rude and clumsy. He was no longer satisfied with just a quick taste. He sucked Lu Yu's lower lip hard and without any method. His teeth even bumped against each other accidentally, causing a slight pain.
He tried to pry open Lu Yu's teeth, and his tongue, with its wet and hot temperature, licked the tightly closed lips randomly, eagerly and without direction.
His breath was disordered, with heavy nasal sounds and suppressed gasps, all spraying on Lu Yu's face.
The kiss was completely skillless and even a little reckless. His hands were still on Lu Yu's chest, and his fingertips curled unconsciously through the fabric of his shirt.
All the muscles in Lu Yu's body were tense.
Lin Che's random biting left a dense sting on his lower lip. The clumsy yet eager licking seemed to carry an electric current, running all the way into his limbs and igniting a deeper flame.
He placed his palm on the back of Lin Che's neck, his knuckles slightly white from the effort of restraint. The skin under his palm was delicate and warm, but it burned his nerves like a branding iron.
He could clearly feel the subtle tremors of Lin Che's body, and every time he frantically sucked and licked.
He had to use all his willpower to suppress the surging urge to take the initiative.
He couldn't move, didn't dare to move, and could only passively endure Lin Che's kiss that was filled with pain and anxiety.
Lin Che's tongue finally clumsily pried open a small gap, and he immediately eagerly reached in as if grasping at a life-saving straw.
However, the warm and slippery touch inside seemed to make him even more helpless in an instant. His tongue tip just randomly swept around Lu Yu's mouth, and with a panic that was almost like giving up on himself, he finally retreated in a hurry.
He stepped back slightly, breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently. The "effort" just now seemed to have exhausted all his remaining strength.
Lin Che's cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a deeper blush. His wet eyes were covered with a deeper layer of moisture. He looked at Lu Yu's lower lip, which was slightly swollen from his sucking and even had a small crack from his teeth. He also looked at the bright red marks on Lu Yu's neck and collarbone that had not yet faded.
Lin Che's eyelashes trembled violently, and he leaned over again, this time his kiss landing on the tiny crack on Lu Yu's lower lip.
No longer gnawing, he extended his soft and slightly cool tongue tip and licked the tiny scar very carefully and gently.
one time.
Again.
The soft and wet touch carried a subtle electric current, mixed with a hint of rusty bloody smell, which flowed along the nerve endings of the lips and directly into Lu Yu's heart, causing a violent heart palpitation.
It's hard to control yourself.
Lin Che licked slowly and attentively until the tiny opening was covered with moisture. He stopped only then, with the tip of his nose almost touching Lu Yu's.
He raised his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes brushed across Lu Yu's skin, bringing with it a wet feeling.
He looked into Lu Yu's eyes, his voice low and hoarse, whispering softly, his breath brushing against Lu Yu's slightly swollen lips:
"Stamped."
Lu Yu's heart burned at Lin Che's almost childish declaration and clumsy kiss. He responded softly, his voice hoarse, "Yes, it's stamped. It's all yours."
He followed Lin Che's overbearing "order" and did not take the initiative to kiss his lips. Instead, he gently lowered his head and used his slightly cool lips to gently kiss away the remaining tears on Lin Che's eyelashes and kissed the red corners of his eyes.
“Hmm…”
Lin Che couldn't help but close his eyes and snorted with a heavy nasal sound.
“Gurgle—”
A very clear stomach sound suddenly came from Lin Che's belly, which was wrapped in a wool blanket.
In the suddenly quiet bedroom, the sound was so loud that it seemed a little abrupt.
Lin Che's body froze instantly.
Lu Yu also stopped kissing, he stepped back a little, and looked precisely at the source of the sound.
Then he raised his head and his gaze returned to Lin Che's face.
Lin Che's cheeks flushed quickly, spreading all the way to his ears, even his tiny earlobes turning a lovely pink. He subconsciously wanted to bury his face back in the blanket.
Lu Yu smiled helplessly. He stretched out his fingers and gently pinched Lin Che's burning earlobe. He leaned close to Lin Che's ear and said, "Baby, didn't you eat lunch?"
Lin Che's ears were pinched even more itchy by him, and her embarrassment was instantly magnified tenfold.
Hearing Lu Yu's question, he suddenly turned his head and buried his entire hot face in Lu Yu's chest. Through the fabric of his shirt, a muffled voice came out, with a bit of anger and shamelessness of being exposed and making unreasonable arguments.
"……have eaten!"
Lu Yu's chest vibrated and he let out a low, joyful laugh.
He knew Lin Che too well, and this guilty and breathless denial was simply a confession.
"Oh? Did you really eat?" Lu Yu deliberately dragged out his tone, "In the small cafeteria next to the operating room? What delicious food did you eat? How did it taste?"
Lin Che was speechless after being asked this question. In shame and anger, she pinched his strong waist hard through the wool blanket and Lu Yu's shirt!
"hiss--!"
Lu Yu was caught off guard and took a deep breath, and the muscles in his waist and abdomen tensed instantly.
He cried out in exaggerated pain, with a thick smile, "You're murdering your own husband, baby."
Lin Che's head, buried in his chest, moved. Lu Yu smiled and tightened his arms around him, rubbing his chin against the top of his head. His tone was full of indulgence and understanding: "Let me guess... Is it the roasted sweet potato I bought this afternoon that I didn't have time to eat?"
The person in his arms stiffened slightly, but did not object.
Lu Yu's heart was soft and bitter.
He could almost imagine Lin Che holding that scalding sweet potato, hailing a car in the cold wind, waiting in the Lu company lobby, even as she pushed open the office door and witnessed that glaring scene, still clutching the paper bag tightly in her hand...
Lu Yu sighed softly and tightened his arms, "Are you starving? Is your stomach upset too?"
As he spoke, he held Lin Che's shoulders, trying to get him to straighten up a little so he could see his face.
Lin Che, however, still stubbornly buried her face in his chest like an ostrich, refusing to look up. She only managed a muffled, slightly aggrieved nasal word from her throat: "...Hmm."
This "hmm" sounded like an admission of both hunger and stomach discomfort.
Lu Yu's heart tightened and he stopped teasing him.
He carefully adjusted his posture to allow Lin Che to lean more comfortably, then placed his palms very gently on Lin Che's stomach through the thick wool blanket and rubbed it slowly.
"Be good, don't fall asleep yet. I'll get you something to eat." Lu Yu's voice was low and gentle. "What do you want to eat? Something light and warming? Porridge? Or noodles?"
Lin Che leaned quietly in his arms for a while, feeling the warmth of the warm palm on her stomach. After a moment, he spoke in a muffled voice, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:
"……sweet potato."
Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Still thinking about that sweet potato?"
Lin Che nodded against his chest, and the top of her furry hair rubbed against Lu Yu's chin, causing a slight itch.
"Okay," Lu Yu's voice was filled with unconditional doting. "Sweet potatoes are sweet potatoes. But they won't taste good if they're cold. I'll go see if I can heat them up or buy you a new one."
He said as he gently patted Lin Che's back, indicating that he was going to get up.
Only then did Lin Che slowly and reluctantly raise her head from his arms.
Her eyes were still a little red and swollen, the blush on her cheeks had not faded, and her lips looked especially rosy and plump from the kiss just now.
He glanced at Lu Yu, then quickly looked away, muttering softly, "...In my coat pocket."
Lu Yu was startled for a moment, then reacted, the smile in his eyes deepening. He stood up and walked to the coat rack in the entrance, picking up Lin Che's dark down jacket.
He reached his finger into his outer pocket and found a round object wrapped in a brown paper bag.
He took it out and saw that it was the roasted sweet potato. Although it was cold, the paper bag was well protected and not damaged, and the shape of the sweet potato was still intact.
Lu Yu walked back to the bedside with the cold sweet potato in his hand, waved it in front of Lin Che, and said with a hint of disbelief, "Our Doctor Lin is so busy treating patients that he doesn't have time to eat, and he's so angry that he doesn't have time to eat either. Yet, he keeps this treasure in his pocket, protecting it well?"
The heat on Lin Che's face, which had just subsided a little, surged up again under his gaze. He pulled the blanket over him, covering most of his face again, leaving only his eyes exposed. "...What do you care! Is it hot or not? If not, give it back to me!"
"Hot! Heat it up right now!" Lu Yu immediately raised his hands in surrender, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. "The spoils that our Doctor Lin has worked so hard to protect must be hot and fragrant."
Lu Yu walked quickly into the kitchen with the sweet potato, and poured a glass of milk from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave.
While waiting, Lu Yu took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, wrapped the ice water with a thick layer of clean cotton cloth, put his big hand on it to feel the temperature, and then put milk and sweet potatoes on a plate and brought it to Lin Che.
Lu Yu carefully peeled off the crispy skin of the sweet potato. He scooped out a small piece with a small spoon, blew on it carefully, and handed it to Lin Che's lips.
"Try it and see if it still tastes the same."
Lin Che stretched out his hand from under the blanket, but did not take the spoon. Instead, he leaned forward slightly in Lu Yu's hand and carefully bit the small piece of sweet potato.
He chewed slowly, his long eyelashes drooping, casting a small soft shadow under his eyes.
Lu Yu fed him patiently, watching him eat in small bites, and occasionally wiping off a little sweet potato from the corner of his lips with his fingertips.
"Here, take this and apply it to your eyes." Lu Yu used his free hand to pass the ice water he had just prepared to Lin Che. It felt a little cool through the thick cotton cloth, but it wasn't too cold.
One of them held ice water to apply to his red and swollen eyes and ate quietly, while the other one fed him attentively.
Lu Yu looked at Lin Che's cheeks, which had finally regained some color, and his satisfied expression. He fed the last bit of sweet potato pulp into his mouth and asked softly:
"Is it sweet?"
Lin Che swallowed the last bite of sweet potato, licked the corner of his lips that was stained with milk, and said "hmm" very softly.
Lu Yu put down the bowl and spoon, leaned over, rested his forehead against Lin Che's, rubbed his nose against his, and gently kissed Lin Che on the lips. He said with a smile, "Cheche, you're full. Isn't it time for your husband to eat?"
The result of Lin Che provoking Lu Yu was that he changed his quilt three times in one night.
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