Chapter 464: He was wronged
Jiang Yuan was really afraid that Yin Dong would come and catch her, so she didn't even have time to change her shoes. She opened the door quietly and just closed it when she turned around and saw a man in a black silk nightgown leaning against the door frame and staring at her.
She looked him up and down. He was barefoot and wearing slippers. His silk robe was draped loosely on his body, tied only briefly at the waist. His hair was clean and fresh, as if he had taken a shower.
She subconsciously lowered her voice, "Why did you move here so quickly?"
He replied in a normal voice: "Do you really need to choose a good date to move? I'm not superstitious."
Jiang Yuan walked up to him and pulled him into the door, as if she was afraid that she would be discovered if she was a step late.
He shuffled in with an unhappy look on his face, "Could you please stop being so sneaky? Someone who doesn't know would think we have something shameful to hide."
Jiang Yuan continued to speak in a low voice: "I told my mother that I was sleepy, so she went to bed. Otherwise, she might have kept me chatting until midnight. If she caught me sneaking out to see you while I was awake, how would I explain it to her? Besides, the elders over there are quite traditional and don't really approve of living together before marriage."
He lowered his head and lifted her chin with his finger, staring at her serious expression and said, "If I hadn't had the sudden inspiration to move here, would I have been left alone in this empty house?"
Jiang Yuan avoided his gaze, turned around and walked two steps into the living room to take a look. The decoration of this house was barely about 70% new, not that high-end, and the area was only about 100 square meters, which was incomparable to his house in any way.
The sofa, TV, sideboard and other furniture all looked unfamiliar, and I didn't see anything that belonged to him.
She turned her head to look at him and asked him, "You moved yourself here when you moved?"
Yin Dong followed her and hugged her from behind. "We just decided to do this on a whim. We haven't had time to move yet, so let's just make do with this. I don't have high requirements. Just a bed and a bathroom will be fine."
He usually sleeps on a million-dollar mattress and has severe mysophobia, but now all his problems are gone.
Jiang Yuan turned around, hugged him, and whispered, "I'm sorry for putting you through this."
He lowered his head and blew into her ear: "Want to compensate me?"
He untied the rope around his waist, and the front of his robe spread out to both sides. Jiang Yuan's eyes widened.
He pulled her hand and placed it on his chest, his heavy eyes pressing on her burning face, "Don't you like to touch it? It's already washed, it's all yours."
The living room was brightly lit, but Jiang Yuan didn't know where to look with her big, bright black eyes.
He pulled her into his arms, his hot body pressed against hers, and Jiang Yuan felt warm all over.
She was only wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of thin home pants. The two of them were separated by a thin layer of cloth. His big hands rubbed her back, slowly extending to her waist, and then continued to slide down.
He whispered in a hoarse voice, "Finally I've gained some weight."
Jiang Yuan twisted her butt, trying to shake it off but couldn't, so she just let him go.
The two hands on his chest had already begun to move automatically and disobeyingly.
She counted his muscles from top to bottom, spinning her fingers around, looking serious.
Her nimble and soft fingers plucked the strings of a guitar, sending out wave after wave of passionate ripples on his increasingly hard body.
The bedroom was too far away, so Yin Dong lifted her buttocks and threw her into the sofa. In this house, he only liked this sofa because it was spacious enough.
He had the sofa cover replaced with clean ones, and after taking a shower in the evening, he sat here waiting for her.
The scene before him was exactly what he had imagined all night. He had stripped off all the clothes on Jiang Yuan. She was lying on the sofa, looking at him with her watery eyes, seven parts shyness and three parts invitation.
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