Chapter 51 Rainy Season "Good girl, don't argue with Daddy..."
The back seat was fairly spacious, but it suddenly felt cramped when the two of them squeezed together.
Lin Fei touched Liang Yanzhe's face and neck.
"It's so cold."
But when he hugs me, it's warm.
Liang Yanzhe grabbed her hand, kissed the base of her thumb, and then, feeling it wasn't enough, leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead, his nose gently brushing against her cheek.
Her heart felt a tingling, numb sensation, as if she were covered in sweat, and a cool breeze was blowing through her hair, making her feel comfortable as it crept into her collar.
For lovers, hugs and kisses are the best medicine for life.
The unspoken affection melted between their lips.
Lin Fei had never, ever felt that a kiss could express emotions so deeply.
She didn't need to say "I love you"; she just kissed him, cherishing the tenderness he gave her.
His hands rested on either side of her, creating a little world just for them.
The nightlight went out, and the surroundings were pitch black, with only the Milky Way and moonlight. A bobbing Adam's apple broke the last vestiges of tranquility in the ambiguous air.
He straightened up and easily took off his last shirt, exuding a savage masculine aura that made her sit up.
"kiss."
Kiss me.
She wanted to be kissed, a sticky kiss that never stopped.
He stopped tidying his clothes, lowered his head to kiss her, and sucked on her soft lips.
His warm T-shirt replaced the slightly prickly leather cover and was placed under her.
Even though there was no light, in the instant their eyes met, she could see desire in the deep, unfathomable lake of his eyes.
How come I've never seen this before? How many times has she missed the chance to express her love?
Her eyes were covered by a large, heavy hand.
With their vision taken away, other sensations become more pronounced.
The car smelled of his own woody scent, and his body temperature was rising...
He kissed her earlobe, his tongue brushing against it.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed it, not avoiding his intimate touch.
“Liang Yanzhe, I didn’t drink any alcohol, but I feel drunk.” She used a metaphor that she once thought was incredibly cheesy.
How can being intoxicated by his love not be considered drunk?
He held her chin tightly, sealing it with a kiss, responding to all her sweet nothings with his actions.
She became damp, just like the air.
"Take it off yourself?" he asked, but he did it himself.
The small light on the roof was turned on, the bag I was carrying was rummaged through and thrown on the front seat, and I found some usable tools.
"It's okay if you don't have it." She hasn't tried it yet.
Liang Yanzhe pinched her waist as punishment, dragged her directly in front of him, and sternly scolded, "This is to protect you."
Lin Fei really couldn't stand watching him make such lewd moves with his abstinent face. So, after he finished putting it on, she turned over, took the top position, and widened the distance to zero.
I reached out and turned off the overhead light, plunging the carriage into darkness once more.
He showered his neck with wet kisses, and there were teeth marks on his shoulder.
Her face was suddenly grabbed roughly, and his breathing became heavy. He knew that her actions had almost gotten someone killed.
"Don't put your hands on my lower abdomen." Liang Yanzhe gasped. The space was too small, and she couldn't stretch out. She didn't know if it was intentional or not, but her hands always landed in overly suggestive places.
Lin Fei hummed comfortably twice, her voice becoming coquettish: "Can't I touch your abs?"
Lin Fei's smugness quickly faded.
"You have three minutes. If you can hold back, you'll have to accept the punishment."
This is too difficult for her. Their thresholds are different.
She felt she was about to confess.
"Slower……"
She can definitely do it if she goes slowly.
The man seemed to be doing it on purpose; he gave her a lot of benefits in the beginning, but then betrayed her in the end.
The surging seawater crashed in.
"Now it's time for punishment," he coldly pronounced.
"I...didn't say I wanted to play."
"Good girl, don't argue with Daddy."
Her hands were clasped and pulled above her head, pinned tightly to the car window, her head pressed against the car door, and her knees were rubbed red by the leather seat.
But, unusually, she was exceptionally well-behaved tonight.
She didn't resist, but complied with him, and didn't whine or complain about feeling uncomfortable.
The car swayed, just like when I was in a rocking chair at home.
She felt comfortable from being shaken, but the air was thin and she had difficulty breathing, so she could only beg him to give her some air.
"So obedient?" He turned her face and kissed her roughly.
As she caught her breath, she said solicitously, "Yes, I've been very good. Reward me, don't punish me."
Snap—
Below her waist and hips, there was a tender red palm print.
"Daddy, be gentle..."
"Don't move," the man warned.
He suddenly left, and she looked bewildered.
They returned to the traditional missionary posture.
"My dear girl, you are beautiful." He hugged her tightly, showering her with sweet words.
She became completely lost in this drowning sweet talk, enduring the onslaught of the storm.
"Feiwen." He bent down and kissed her beautiful earlobe.
Lin Fei had completely succumbed and let out a soft moan that even she found embarrassing.
He didn't speak until the very last moment.
"I love you, I love you so much, I love you so much."
His deep, rich voice, like fine red wine, entered her ears.
She had no way to respond, so she could only add a few scratches to his back.
The man didn't stop; he continued.
She almost screamed, but he silenced her and ate it all.
...
Lin Fei took a long time to recover, his eyes unable to focus for a long time.
"Liang Yanzhe... I feel like I'm going to die." She spoke without thinking, "It feels so good."
"Don't talk nonsense, we're out of tools." Liang Yanzhe was afraid that staying out for too long would lead to high-risk behavior, so he neatly disposed of the bulging tools and wiped her thighs clean with his T-shirt.
Lin Fei's legs didn't lift up, and Liang Yanzhe put the pants on him.
"I'm incredibly daring," Lin Fei remarked.
Liang Yanzhe had pushed her away, saying he wanted to go back to the hotel, but she kissed him unreasonably, shattering all his lofty moral compass.
She enjoys seeing people who have always been in high positions lose control because of these things, fulfilling all her despicable requests.
Liang Yanzhe's clothes were dirty and he couldn't wear them anymore.
Lin Fei turned on the car's roof light, leaned over and kissed him, responding to the confession that hadn't been answered in time.
"I love you too, especially today, and especially tonight."
Liang Yanzhe's lips curled up silently, and Lin Fei couldn't resist giving him another kiss.
Only after turning on the light did I realize how deep the marks she left behind were.
There were hickeys on the neck, bite marks on the shoulders and arms, and two deep teeth marks on the chest.
Liang Yanzhe didn't care and bent down to pick up the down jacket that had fallen to the ground.
Lin Fei noticed a black mark on his neck, which pressed against his shoulder. He parted the ends of his hair, examined it closely, and was startled.
It's like a snake coiled around a scepter.
"Tattoo? You have a tattoo?" How could she not know? This wasn't the first time they'd been intimate.
He put on his windbreaker, zipped it all the way up, to cover the ambiguous marks she had left behind.
"I got it tattooed six years ago."
"Does it hurt..." Lin Fei gently stroked his neck.
He was really good at hiding it; she never discovered it.
Liang Yanzhe smiled slightly: "It won't hurt to get it tattooed here."
"Why get a tattoo?" Even someone as fearless as Lin Fei hesitated for a long time before getting his ears pierced. Although the moment the sharp machine pierced his ear was not painful, it was more of a youthful and refreshing pleasure.
Liang Yanzhe: "I don't know. Perhaps I was also confused when I came to this land. Pain can make people sober."
Lin Fei hugged Liang Yanzhe's neck, her emotions surging several times: "It doesn't hurt anymore, let me blow on it for you."
She used words to coax the child and make him laugh.
On the way back, Lin Fei's phone finally got a signal.
Ignoring the flood of messages, she opened the search engine and typed in what the snake-entwined scepter represented.
A detailed explanation popped up.
The staff of Asclepius, also known as the staff of Asclepius, is a symbol associated with medicine and healing in ancient Greek mythology.
She read the short story carefully.
Well, how should I put it?
She felt sorry for Liang Yanzhe. His initial motivation for studying medicine was not because he loved it, but because it was the only other path he had after he was no longer being groomed as an heir.
He couldn't escape his family's circle because there were still people he cared about there, and all his choices were to help them.
Perhaps he later genuinely came to love medicine and this profession, but the journey had been incredibly difficult.
This tattoo isn't a celebration or a commemoration; it's more like a warning.
He must dedicate himself to this long and arduous journey forever, without wavering.
Back at the hotel, as soon as the door closed, Lin Fei hugged Liang Yanzhe again.
"Liang Yanzhe, you are very good, exceptionally good."
She loves hearing compliments, especially when she's sad. He probably likes them too.
She just wanted to treat him well in a way that she approved of.
"What's wrong?" Liang Yanzhe chuckled, raised one hand and placed it behind her head, rubbing it gently.
Lin Fei shook his head: "I just wanted to tell you that you are good enough. You don't need to do anything for anyone anymore. You are right here, and I will come to love you."
Liang Yanzhe hugged her tightly, accepting all her kindness: "Okay, then I'll trouble Miss Lin to take care of you in the future."
She doesn't need to worry about the Liang family's troubles; they don't need her help. She'll accompany him to start their own household in the future.
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Lin Fei slept soundly again, feeling at ease.
When I opened my eyes, Liang Yanzhe was already leaning against the headboard processing messages.
Seeing that she was awake, he put down his tablet, bent down and kissed her forehead: "Good morning."
She also learned to say this Cantonese phrase.
A unique way of greeting each other that's just between them.
"Liang Yanzhe, why do you speak Mandarin without an accent?" Lin Fei asked a nonsensical question.
I was thinking of changing to something else, but then I thought about it and realized that lovers usually talk about silly things anyway.
Liang Yanzhe really thought about it seriously: "Maybe it's because my mom and I communicated in Mandarin since I was little, so I learned it well."
"Let me thank Mom. With such a handsome face, you can't have an accent when you speak." Lin Fei clasped his hands together.
Liang Yanzhe was amused by her.
Lin Fei got up, sat directly on his lap, placed his hands on either side of him, and leaned closer: "Say that most classic line in Cantonese, 'Have you missed me?'"
Liang Yanzhe wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "Have you missed me?"
Lin Fei was very satisfied and laughed so hard he almost fell over.
She used to think it was tacky, but Liang Yanzhe's voice sounded so good that she was completely captivated by his deep voice.
"Are you hungry? After we eat, I'll take you to the nearby mall to browse around and buy some gifts." Liang Yanzhe paused for a moment. "Or is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
“I… want to go to the places you used to frequent in Lü Shenglinia.” Lin Fei wasn’t interested in those shopping malls; she was more interested in learning about his past life.
Liang Yanzhe thought for a moment and asked her, "Are you sure?"
Lin Fei nodded with great certainty.
It was nearing evening.
Lin Fei stood at an altitude of 10,000 meters, his legs feeling a little weak.
Liang Yanzhe was still adjusting the equipment and checking the ropes connected to her.
"Liang Yanzhe, you're here to skydive instead of working?" Lin Fei glanced at the houses that had been reduced to tiny tin cans and the endless desert, and began to regret her decision.
Liang Yanzhe put the goggles on Lin Fei, then leaned close to her ear and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, "Close your eyes if you're scared."
Lin Fei obediently closed his eyes, but his mouth wouldn't shut up, and he kept saying, "I thought Song Jili was joking with me, how could you like thrill sports, I didn't expect it to be true. You even got a certificate, how many times have you done it!"
"I can't count them all." Liang Yanzhe led her to the cabin door.
The fierce winds from high above lashed out relentlessly, and Lin Fei felt his skin making intimate contact with the air, the fabric of his clothes offering no protection whatsoever.
The staff member accompanying Liang Yanzhe inside the helicopter gave him an OK sign, and Liang Yanzhe hugged Lin Fei tightly and fell to his side.
The feeling of weightlessness came over me.
Lin Fei screamed, but the sound was swallowed by the sky and no one heard her.
Her adrenaline surged rapidly, and she gradually adapted.
Liang Yanzhe freed his hands and deployed the parachute, slowing their descent. They floated in the air. "Feiwen, open your eyes." Liang Yanzhe controlled the parachute, leading her towards the desert.
Lin Fei opened one eye, found no danger, and boldly opened the other eye.
A breathtaking sunset bathed the entire city in divine light, while the silent desert held up the ruins.
At that moment, she seemed to see a miracle occur.
Liang Yanzhe leaned closer to her: "Do you like it?"
She looked up and met his gaze, utterly captivated by the tenderness in his eyes for her sake, and smiled slightly: "I like it."
"I love it!" she shouted again.
The miracles of mankind are on the earth.
Her miracles are right before our eyes, right beside us.
How could I not like it!
With Liang Yanzhe there, they landed safely.
She took two steps and almost fell, because the equipment was connected and Liang Yanzhe almost fell down with her.
Sure enough, having experienced the joy of flight, they found it difficult to adapt to becoming straight-moving creatures again.
Liang Yanzhe unfastened his gear, briefly negotiated with the staff, and handed over the task of collecting the umbrellas to them.
"You... come to skydive when you're not busy in Lü Shenglinia?" Lin Fei asked Liang Yanzhe.
“Yes, sometimes once a month, sometimes once a week.” Liang Yanzhe held her hand, afraid she would fall again.
Lin Fei asked in confusion, "Why? Seeking thrills?"
"Seek tranquility."
His answer was the exact opposite.
"Why not go back?" Lin Fei suddenly felt sad and heartbroken.
His stimulating and high-risk behavior became a moment of tranquility; he must have had a very difficult time.
"Feiwen." Liang Yanzhe hesitated whether he should say it or not, but decided to be honest about their love, so he chose to continue, "I have nowhere to go."
It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I have nowhere to go.
He could not return to the Liang family, nor could he rely on his mother; he had nowhere to settle down.
Lin Fei bit her lower lip and called him an idiot.
“But now I have it.” Liang Yanzhe pressed his thumb against her chin, and she loosened her jaw, but deep teeth marks were already left on it. “Don’t feel sorry for me.”
Lin Fei hugged his arm tightly: "Liang Yanzhe, I don't want to play anymore, let's go home."
They returned to Jiangdu, to their home.
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As the plane soared into the sky, during those 22 seconds of weightlessness, Liang Yanzhe thought of the day he left the port city.
Life was no longer a time for respite; this time, his breathing was smoother than ever before.
He once didn't understand what the book said: love can be clearly seen.
At some point, he saw his mother smile at him, and his younger sister calling out to him from afar, "Brother!"
But they all disappeared too quickly; he couldn't catch a glimpse of them.
And now, he has seen it.
Ever since she learned that he enjoyed playing thrilling sports, she had been holding his hand tightly.
She seemed to say nothing, yet she seemed to have expressed all her worries and concerns.
The feeling of breathing is wonderful.
It's so good to have her by my side.
It's as if they've been reborn.
The new students are those who are there.
"Feiwen, I love you."
The first thing he wanted to say to the newborn was "I love you."
Lin Fei was talking in her sleep and didn't hear it. She was still thinking about buying a beautiful cake to celebrate after landing. Before she could decide on the flavor, she leaned on Liang Yanzhe's arm and fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Fei had a very pleasant sixteen-hour flight.
Liang Yanzhe doesn't need to deal with tedious work, nor does she need to reply to messages.
They would watch funny comedies together, or he would accompany her while she drew pictures.
The draft of the Zhuang Brocade Skirt series has been successfully completed.
After the plane landed, they drove back because Liang Yanzhe had left his car in the airport parking lot last time when he went there in a hurry.
Lin Fei successfully bought the tiramisu cakes, carrying them in one hand and holding Liang Yanzhe's hand as they went home.
The elevator doors opened, and I ran into Zhong Shuwen, who was getting ready for her night shift.
Zhong Shuwen's gaze fell on their clasped hands, and she sneered a few times: "Lin Shufei, you ungrateful wretch! You didn't read any of the messages I left you, did you! I was so nervous when I heard there were riots abroad."
"There's no signal, bro, don't hold it against me." Lin Fei admitted his mistake very quickly. "I bought a cake, let's eat it together."
“I’ve scheduled my shifts for tonight, and I’ll put you on trial tomorrow morning.” After reprimanding Lin Fei, Zhong Shuwen finally turned her gaze to Liang Yanzhe.
Liang Yanzhe led Lin Fei to stand aside, making room for them.
"You!" Zhong Shuwen stared intently at Liang Yanzhe. "My daughter has been eating and sleeping at my place these past few days, she owes me a meal."
Liang Yanzhe smiled gently: "Yes, I'll return it another day."
Zhong Shuwen snorted arrogantly, adopting the demeanor of an elder brother.
After putting his luggage away at home, Lin Fei went to the next room to pick up Shunshun.
When Shunshun saw the two of them, it happily circled around them, its tail held straight up, showing how happy it was.
Liang Yanzhe packed his luggage, put his dirty clothes in the washing machine, and arranged all his personal belongings neatly.
After taking a shower, Lin Fei stayed in the living room with Shunshun. They would cut the cake together after Liang Yanzhe finished his work, and then watch a movie together.
I've already planned how to spend tonight.
The doorbell shattered all plans.
Lin Fei reluctantly walked to the entrance hall. Zhong Shuwen knew not to disturb them tonight and wanted to see who was so inconsiderate.
The screen showed an elderly woman with white hair and a serious face.
Lin Fei guessed who it was in a second.
Worried that the person would ring the doorbell again and call Liang Yanzhe, she went behind the door, took a deep breath, and opened it.
When the old lady saw her, her eyebrows shot up sharply.
Before the other person could speak, Lin Fei said coldly, "You've come to the wrong place. Don't ring the doorbell randomly!"
Then quickly close the door.
Liang Yanzhe came out of the bedroom: "Who is it?"
Lin Fei walked towards him, smiling sweetly: "Don't bother with this old woman you don't know."
The doorbell rang again.
You can sense the restlessness and dissatisfaction of people who are away from home from the frequency of their outings.
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Author's Note: [Eating melon][Eating melon][Eating melon][Eating melon] I'm satisfied. It's been a long time since I wrote anything sweet, and I'm very happy with this one, hehehe!
Still 66, love you!
Annoying relatives? Let's see how Fei Wen handles them! [Sprinkling flowers]
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