Chapter 2170 [Extra] Rough Male Slave VS Sickly Slave Owner (15)
Lin Yuan's eyes flashed, and he took the opportunity to lay Si Jin, who was lying on her side, flat so that he could kiss her more passionately.
She naturally grasped the boy's hand and pressed it against the pillow, causing a few inconspicuous creases to appear on the bed sheet.
There are two reasons.
First, this way I can get closer to the young master.
Second, the quality of his bed sheets is poor, which makes the young master's eyes turn red faster.
After finally separating, Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and smiled, looking at the boy's slightly red eyes, his heartbeat silently quickened.
What to do? I don't want to give up easily at times like this, especially when it's dark, the surrounding light is weak, and it creates a better atmosphere.
But the young master is still hungry; we should order dinner first, and then...
"I love you."
These words were spoken by Si Jin.
After saying that, she leaned in and kissed his lips.
It took Lin Yuan quite a while to react before he was able to continue.
Moreover, whether intentionally or not, the room was filled with a seductive fragrance after he entered.
He couldn't find the source of the fragrance, but his aura was being led astray, gradually teetering on the edge of losing control.
… …
In the dim moonlight, Lin Yuan held Si Jin's hand, gently comforting her.
He thought that as long as he coaxed the young master, things would turn out well.
Unexpectedly, just then... the boy in her arms burst into tears, unable to hold back his erratic breathing, and fainted.
Lin Yuan was quite frightened. He hurriedly came out and stood still, carefully picked up the person, washed them, and put them in the softest blanket.
For ten days straight after that, there wasn't even a kiss. The most they did was touch each other's backs, and that was through their clothes.
This completely dampened Si Jin's enthusiasm, so she simply started sketching out a new storyline with her dream pen.
Soon after, a great war broke out. Lin Yuan bid farewell to him and enlisted as a vanguard. He was brave and skillful in battle, repeatedly making outstanding contributions on the battlefield, and quickly rose to the rank of first-class general.
In the final battle, he saved the king and was adopted as his son. He returned to the capital in triumph, and his status was now vastly different from before.
Because Si Jin was quite upset before Lin Yuan left, her dream was also quite long.
He wanted to stretch the story out, and then stretch it out even further.
Thinking that meeting later might avoid awkwardness.
But after waiting at the manor for just two days, Si Jin started acting strangely. He craved kisses, hugs, caresses, and even...
At first, Si Jin could still bear it, but by the fifth day, she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't even sleep.
I asked Xiaoyao and found out that I had another setting – skin hunger.
Mental illness is a concentrated reaction to a lack of security.
When Lin Yuan was around, he would touch him inappropriately every day, so it wasn't noticeable, but now...
"Hmm..." Si Jin groaned, finally unable to bear it any longer. She sat up from the blanket that Lin Yuan used to use, picked up her pen, and sped up the plot.
Time flew by, and five years later.
However, perhaps overlooking the chain reaction of altering the dream, five years later, the butler's room where Lin Yuan originally lived had been accidentally demolished and rebuilt by a construction team.
The windows were broken, the roof was drafty, and it was summer, with thunder rumbling and torrential rain pouring down.
Faced with this sudden change in environment, Si Jin put down her pen, paused for a moment, and then, as if she had thought of something, smiled and sat back on the dilapidated wooden bed. She wrapped her shivering body in the cold, faded, patched quilt that had been washed countless times over the past five years.
Xiao Yao didn't quite understand, her brows furrowed, and the "king" character between her eyebrows was almost distorted.
The roof is broken right above us. It's raining heavily outside and drizzling inside. Our hair and eyelashes are soaked. Why are the adults still staying here?
Just as Xiao Yao was about to offer a word of advice, she stretched out her paw, and then she heard the sound of a horse neighing outside—
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