Good night, these two words were like a magic spell, blowing away all of Fu Wenting's complicated thoughts.
He smelled the fragrance wafting from his side and his consciousness fell into a dream.
"Hug me."
Fu Wenting looked down in the direction of the voice and saw Wen Liyu throwing away the pillow in her arms and reaching out to him.
He bent down as if possessed by a ghost, held her in his arms, and placed his hands on her soft waist.
Wen Liyu opened her arms, hugged his neck, rested her head in the crook of his neck, and rubbed it dependently, "You are so strong that you can hold me up even though I am so heavy."
Fu Wenting looked at the woman sitting in his arms, her legs swaying gently in front of him. The hem of her shirt only covered the base of her thighs, and her straight legs were exposed to him without reservation.
"Xiaoyu, why are you only wearing a shirt?" He lowered his head, forehead touching hers, and his dark and sharp eyes stared straight into hers.
Fu Wenting's breath was thick and long-lasting, like strong liquor or light tea. Wen Liyu narrowed her eyes slightly and moved forward so that the tips of their noses touched.
The closer they were, the more they could smell each other, see each other's eyes, and hear each other's increasingly rapid breathing.
The atmosphere is rich and sticky like malt sugar, which sticks them together.
"It's more comfortable to sleep in this way." Wen Liyu seemed to have no idea how much wearing this would affect Fu Wenting's self-control.
Instead, it innocently moved closer to him, stepping on his thighs with its small paws, like a kitten that came to disturb its owner while he was busy with something.
Fu Wenting's Adam's apple rolled. He carried her back to the room and threw her onto the bed. His big hands directly grasped her naughty feet and played with them between his fingers.
Wen Liyu trembled violently, and a soft whimper came out of her throat.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at him with clear and innocent eyes, "It's a little itchy."
Fu Wenting's fingers slowly moved upwards, from her ankle to her calf, holding her knee and lifting one of her legs.
There was a black storm raging in his eyes. He leaned down and their noses touched again.
Wen Liyu's legs went weak from his forceful actions, her feet were slightly stretched with tension, and her eyes began to turn red.
A hazy mist swirled in it, and his voice trembled, "Hmm..."
"Xiaoyu, why are you crying?" Fu Wenting looked up, his face tilted to the side, his thin lips brushing against the corner of her eye, his low, hoarse voice spilling from his chest, "Don't you like it?"
He had a straight face, but his movements were different from his expression.
He let go of her knees and let her hook her arms around his waist, while his hands began to wander over her body again.
"Hmm..." Wen Liyu was speechless, her eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her lips with her pearly teeth, not wanting to make any embarrassing sounds.
Her body trembled slightly, and her legs obediently hooked around his strong waist, but she still looked at the man in front of her with clear eyes.
Fu Wenting's eyes sparked with fire when she looked at him. He let her go, reached out and pinched her chin, coaxing her in a low voice, "Be good, don't bite yourself, let go."
Wen Liyu blinked, and the tears in her eyes gathered into teardrops and slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Fu Wenting didn't respond, his thin lips hovering just a centimeter above hers, "Call my name."
Wen Liyu was frightened by the distance. If she hadn't felt no pressure on her lips, she would have almost thought they had been kissed.
When she heard Fu Wenting's words, she shook her head and said firmly, "No."
Fu Wenting's pupils were dark, and deep and complex emotions gathered into a storm, burning out his sanity.
"You know what I want to do?"
Wen Liyu's body paused noticeably, and she hesitated.
Fu Wenting immediately noticed her hesitation. His heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible giant hand, and even breathing became difficult.
She perhaps hesitated for only a few seconds, then took the initiative to hug him tightly, and hooked his neck down hard.
Lips touching.
Fu Wenting's mind went blank, and the unfamiliar touch instantly made him indulge in it.
He took the dominant position without any instruction, and the strong and passionate deep kiss made Wen Liyu soften into a pool of spring water.
The room was filled with the long sounds of kissing water and heavy, rapid breathing.
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Fu Wenting was awakened by a knock on the door. As soon as he opened his eyes, his face immediately turned dark and cold, almost freezing.
He...he actually had that kind of dream.
Damn it.
He pinched his nose and tried to get up, but he felt something hanging on his arm. He turned his head and saw the person in his dream lying beside him obediently and docilely.
"...Fuck." Fu Wenting couldn't help but swore for the first time in five years.
He has never said anything dirty since he became a leader, but this time he just couldn't help it.
Is there anything more exciting than having just had a spring dream and having the person in the dream right next to you?
Fu Wenting took a deep breath, expelling all the foul air from his head and chest.
"Hmm..." Wen Liyu was awakened by his movements. She opened her eyes drowsily and asked softly, "What time is it?"
"Yeah." Fu Wenting paused, with a slight redness behind his ears.
He remembered last night...she called him in the same tone.
She was shouting and crying as she was possessed by herself.
Wen Liyu loosened her grip on his arm and buried herself in the quilt awkwardly, "...Last night, I'm sorry for bothering you last night."
“…Hmm?” Fu Wenting’s thoughts wandered for a moment, but he immediately realized that she was talking about taking her in last night.
He stood up, put his clothes in order, and responded calmly, "It's okay."
Fu Wenting was dressed very warmly last night, in long sleeves and long pants, not a single bit of skin exposed. He slept in a very straight position, very honest, and didn't even snore.
"Are you going to work?" Wen Liyu sat up. After waking up, she felt a little embarrassed and her cheeks were very red.
They were clearly sleeping on their own before going to bed last night, but when she woke up, she snuggled into his arms.
Fu Wenting quickly got himself ready. His quick and decisive movements clearly showed that he was well-trained.
"Have you ever been a soldier?" Wen Liyu asked curiously.
"Yeah." Fu Wenting pulled his hair back, revealing his handsome face. "I'll go out first. You can wait a while."
"Okay." Wen Liyu nodded obediently.
He knew that he made such arrangements in order to lure Grandma Lin away. What if Grandma Lin found out that they slept in the same room?
That's it.
It will definitely be misunderstood and rumors will spread wildly.
Besides, Fu Wenting is a leader and a top-level figure in Hai City. It would be even more outrageous if people knew that he slept in the same room with a girl. He might even be demoted and fall into the abyss because of this.
Wen Liyu waited for him to leave, then lay back on the bed and rubbed her waist. "Oh my god, it's been so long since I last fell asleep. I'm not used to it."
System: "After all, the male protagonist in the previous world is an immortal cultivator and does not need sleep."
"Tsk tsk, I just didn't expect that." Wen Liyu lay on the bed, "Fu Wenting was so passionate in the dream, but in reality, he didn't move no matter how much I prodded him."
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