Chapter 113 "Do you really miss me?"
Jiang Yuan's consciousness was in a mess, and she only vaguely felt that he was much gentler this time than the previous times.
He seemed to be deliberately torturing her and making her look bad. She was completely driven to lose her mind, her legs went limp, and she knelt directly on the bed.
He grabbed her knees, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the bathroom.
He undressed and she sat on the sink and watched him.
He asked her to help him bathe. As soon as her fingers touched his back with the shower head, he turned around and pressed her against the wall. She couldn't help but joke, "Who can't wait?"
His eyes darkened, and he took her whole into his mouth, kissing her for a long time before letting her go. "Did you really miss me?"
Jiang Yuan could see that he was already aroused. She suppressed the smile on her face, hooked her arms around his neck, and kissed him back, muttering to herself as she kissed him, "I think about you every day. I think about you as soon as I open my eyes. When I eat, I wonder if you can get used to the food there. During the day, I can't help but wonder what you do there, whether you meet any pretty girls at work, and when I go to bed at night, I wonder if you think of me."
"I'm afraid you'll find it annoying, so I don't have the heart to bother you. Every time I send you a message, I have to think for a long time."
"After sending the message, I waited for you to see it and reply to me, but you didn't reply a single message."
She complained as she kissed him intermittently, her soft body sliding against him like a fish.
The silk nightgown on her body was soaked by water and stuck to her body, damp and slippery. She felt the heat from his body rising layer by layer. In the mist, she heard his low voice, "I don't like replying to messages. If you miss me, just call me."
Jiang Yuan raised her wet eyes and blinked in response.
It was 5 o'clock when he got home. It was more than three hours later when Jiang Yuan opened her eyes again. She heard the man's even and steady breathing beside her. She turned her head to look at him. He was fast asleep, and his relaxed brows revealed an unconcealable fatigue.
She wasn't sure if he had deliberately taken a night flight back early. If that was the case, she should be secretly happy.
She got out of bed quietly, walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen.
When the aroma of the simmering soup on the stove slowly wafted out, Yin Dong happened to come out of the bedroom.
Through the transparent glass window, he saw the slender figure walking back and forth in the kitchen.
She stood in front of the stove with her back to him, her long hair casually tied behind her head. She wore a black wool sweater on the upper body and tight jeans on the lower body. Her slender waist was tied with the rope on the apron, outlining a clearer waist and hip line.
She was holding a spoon and carefully tasting the old soup that was already filled with fragrance.
Yin Dong's Adam's apple rolled twice, and he didn't know where he was hungry.
She heard his footsteps and turned around. "You woke up at the perfect time. The soup is just ready."
He walked closer slowly and saw four plates neatly placed on the marble countertop in the kitchen. There was a bowl upside down on each plate, but the aroma of food could still be seen coming out from the gaps.
Jiang Yuan turned her head to look at him, and as she poured out the soup, she said casually, "I made a simple one, I wonder if you like it."
As soon as she finished speaking, her back suddenly felt hot. His body was already pressed against her from behind, and there was a familiar strength from the waist upwards.
His lips caressed her face and neck, and his voice, just waking up, was humming and full of indescribable magnetism. "You got up early in the morning and secretly made food for me. Are you afraid that I won't have the energy to feed you?"
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