On one hand, it was naturally because of Yin Lan's past kindness. On the other hand, and more importantly, kindness could be repaid with money or in many other ways. However, once they left this place, they would never be able to eat such good food again.
Even if Liu Jing's rational mind agreed, his stomach would never agree.
Of course, his reason wouldn't allow it either.
That night, Yin Lan was already prepared. He had been up all night on the first night, which was understandable, given that he had been deprived of sex for so long. In the following two or three days, he would also stay up until the early hours of the morning.
With the idea that starting early and finishing early would allow her to go to bed early, Yin Lan finished washing up early and went to bed by herself.
Now she doesn't need to urge Chen Yourun to wash up.
At first, he really didn't like it, so Yin Lan wouldn't let him sleep in the bed.
At that time, Chen Yourun didn't care much. Anyway, there was Sanwa in between. He couldn't do anything even with a beauty by his side. He might as well sleep on the dry grass on the ground. That way, he wouldn't have to get up twice in the middle of the night to take a cold shower.
But now, the beauty is in my arms.
Knowing that she is extremely clean, she will automatically and spontaneously wash herself, wash her face, wash her feet, and brush her teeth, even in winter, she will not skip any of these steps.
For other families who value profit, being able to wash like this once in the entire winter is considered a blessing.
There was no other way; we needed to boil water in winter, but we didn't have enough firewood for other people's heating, let alone extra firewood for boiling water.
However, on Yin Lan's side, Chen Yourun had stockpiled a lot of firewood, and the kang (a heated brick bed) could be heated while cooking, so the amount of firewood needed for heating was not much. Therefore, it was warm, and everything was in abundance. This winter could be said to be very comfortable.
Yin Lan waited for a moment. A few days ago, she took out a book from the system. There were very few entertainment activities here, and the book was an old book, vertically printed, and a storybook. She said that she bought it from the county town, and no one would suspect anything.
Moreover, these storybooks are actually quite good. They are all poignant love stories, and they have all the elements you'd expect. They're just a little obscure in their writing, but they're still quite bold.
Yin Lan thought to herself, "Tsk tsk tsk, who says the ancients didn't know how to have fun? Actually, they knew how to have fun."
As she was looking, a sudden dent appeared behind her, and she felt a strong, masculine scent emanating from her nose.
Knowing he had arrived, Yin Lan hurriedly put the storybook away.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Yourun asked as she lay down in bed.
"It's nothing." Yin Lan already knew about the evening's entertainment activities and was used to them, so she extended her hand.
Chen Yourun raised an eyebrow slightly, then took her hand and led it behind him, letting her encircle him.
He was definitely a size bigger than Yin Lan, and he had an excellent physique, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a slim waist.
But to her surprise, despite his seemingly slender waist, Yin Lan had to hold his hands tightly to encircle him when she picked him up.
Ultimately, it's because he's just much older than her.
Yin Lan had already closed her eyes, waiting for his next move.
But after waiting and waiting, there was still no movement.
Yin Lan opened one eye slightly in confusion and saw Chen Yourun's handsome face with a half-smile, a mixture of wanting to laugh and suppressing his emotions.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
Chen Yourun tried hard to suppress a laugh, "What are you doing?"
What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing?
He doesn't need to do this every day....
But before she could finish speaking, Yin Lan immediately stopped herself. If she said it, it would make her seem like she was overthinking things. What Yin Lan longed for most was a good night's sleep.
"I...I'm going to sleep." Yin Lan was indeed going to sleep, but Chen Yourun, that dog, was only wearing a single layer of clothing to sleep in winter, and it wasn't even buttoned up properly. So Yin Lan could see his hard and well-defined muscles through his half-open clothes.
The night before, her hands had been working diligently. Such a beautiful body was something I had only ever seen in pictures and videos before; in reality... such a good thing was impossible.
But that's reality now.
Yin Lan heard the hissing sound in her own mind.
Anyway, I've seen it before.
"Get a good night's sleep." Chen Yourun wrapped his arms around her.
Because of what happened during the day, because of her gentleness and the tenderness she felt for him, he really didn't plan to do anything tonight. He just wanted to hold her like this and watch her sleeping face, and that would make him feel completely content.
But,
Suddenly, a soft, slightly cool little hand slipped inside his clothes.
The coldness caused his muscles to contract, making them appear even harder.
What Er Yinlan touched was a trembling pectoral muscle, which...actually...moved!
She was extremely surprised, and the texture was really excellent—firm yet slightly soft and bouncy, full of elasticity and indescribably comfortable.
Her small hand touched his pectoral muscles, and then, as Chen Yourun's breathing became unsteady, it moved to his abdominal muscles.
Wow, those abs! You can feel them—one, two, three, four…
As Chen Yourun felt the smoothness of her hands, his breathing became somewhat unsteady, yet she continued counting.
"Can't sleep? Want to come?" His voice was already low and hoarse.
Still engrossed in the endless fun, Yin Lan didn't hear clearly at first, "What?"
She realized what was happening as soon as she asked the question, and only two big red words flashed through her mind: Danger.
Chen Yourun has turned his life around.
Yin Lan immediately rolled over in the blanket. Chen Yourun wasn't serious, so he actually told her to get out of there.
Yin Lan had just breathed a sigh of relief when, under the covers in the darkness, unlike her icy hands, Chen Yourun's hands were now burning hot and were resting on her back.
Just now, Yin Lan touched his front.
Chen Yourun then used her method, moving her hands over her back.
After only a short while, Yin Lan couldn't take it anymore.
Before she could speak, Chen Yourun had already turned over, sealed her lips with his, and grabbed her hand.
In short, she regretted it very much; she wished she hadn't touched it.
"My hand hurts." In a brief pause, she took a moment to voice her protest softly and in a broken tone.
Chen Yourun indeed let go of her hand.
Yin Lan breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Then he leaned down close to her ear, his voice terribly hoarse.
The hot breath was right next to my ear, almost burning me.
“Try it on your foot,” he said.
Yin Lan almost cried out in surprise, but he stopped her in time.
Yin Lan wouldn't be able to sleep until after midnight.
However, during the daytime, Yin Lan was in excellent spirits, as was Chen Yourun.
Yin Lan often couldn't help but wonder if he didn't need to sleep.
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