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When Xu Mengyao came to her senses,
She found herself lying on the soft big bed, and the coolness on her chest made her subconsciously want to resist.
However, Lin Xiaohe was faster and quickly separated her arms that were trying to cover herself and pinned them to the headboard.
Without any cover, her chest was completely exposed, and her big white rabbits swayed tremblingly in front of his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be so good at hiding things." The man said with a smile after a brief moment of distraction.
Although Xu Mengyao's face flushed, she still mustered up the courage to say:
"It's because there are always those annoying men who whistle at the sight of a bear."
Then she snorted viciously, "I didn't expect you to be so vulgar."
"It's unfair! You usually hide it so well, how could I possibly know?" the man hurriedly protested, "This is purely a hidden benefit."
Xu Mengyao glanced at Lin Xiaohe's exposed upper body, and unexpectedly, it was exactly in line with her aesthetic taste - strong and stylish but not too exaggerated. This kind of figure looks best with clothes on, and even more attractive when he takes off his clothes.
Looking at the six-pack in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a little envious. After all, she was a veteran reader who had been hanging out in the literary world for many years. She had never eaten pork, but she had seen many pigs run.
Now that it has come to this, she might as well have a good time. She thought it through, raised her chin proudly, and ordered Lin Xiaohe: "Let go of my hand, I want to touch it too."
Lin Xiaohe raised his eyebrows and released her hand, watching the delicate little fingers slowly slide down from the top abdominal muscle, sparking sparks.
The little girl under him pinched it a few times before smacking her lips in satisfaction: "You're quite good at hiding it!"
"Are you satisfied with the touch?" Lin Xiaohe's voice was low and dangerous.
"Well, it's okay." Xu Mengyao answered nonchalantly, completely unaware of the warning in the man's voice.
"Then it's my turn now." Lin Xiaohe whispered.
By the time Xu Mengyao sensed the danger, it was already too late. She had been scorched like a pancake all night, crying and complaining:
"You're going too far. I'm still a patient."
The man leaned over and kissed her, whispering soothingly, "It's almost there, baby."
Hearing this, Xu Mengyao kicked him angrily: "You have said this many times."
Lin Xiaohe grabbed her legs and folded them over her chest, making it easier for her to continue his movements. "This time it's real."
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When she woke up the next day, Xu Mengyao felt as if her whole body had been run over by wheels.
She cursed in her heart that beauty misled people and that America had eroded her soul. It reminded her of her idea of promising herself to the man she was rescued, and it really came true.
The person behind her was still hugging her waist, but she shook him off in annoyance.
Lin Xiaohe came closer again, and his hoarse voice rang in his ears: "Good morning, baby."
"It's not good at all. My waist is broken." Xu Mengyao complained.
"Let me give you a pinch."
The man's large hands pressed on her acupuncture points with just the right amount of pressure to relieve her discomfort.
She buried her whole body in the bed, feeling comfortable being served, and gradually relaxed. She tilted her head, looking at the man's gentle face, and thinking of his dominance last night, she couldn't help but ask:
"Lin Xiaohe, do you have two different faces during the day and at night?"
The massaging hand paused for a moment, and the man's voice was filled with laughter:
"My face at night is only for you. I like to hear you call me by my Chinese name. Please call me by that name from now on."
I felt the man's hand begin to wander dishonestly around the edge of the nightgown.
Xu Mengyao turned over and grabbed it.
"Lin Xiaohe, please be a human being. I'm starving to death."
Looking at the girl's angry look, although her hair was messy, her eyes were unusually bright, and there was a flower planted by herself under her collarbone, my heart was filled with satisfaction.
He smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead.
"Don't be angry, baby. The servant should be here. I'll go out and take a look first."
He can still smile smugly even when being scolded. This bastard has some quirks.
When she went to the bathroom, her legs were so weak that she could hardly walk. Although she still blushed when she thought of what happened last night, the woman who had experienced the actual experience had grown up quickly. She even compared Lin Xiaohe's performance with the male protagonists in her favorite novels in her mind.
Well, barely passable. Any stronger would be rude.
(Lin Xiaohe:??? Who was it last night crying and saying he wouldn’t come? Can the scratches on my chest speak for me?)
It is said that once a woman and a man have close contact, the feelings between them will quickly deepen.
After dinner, Xu Mengyao leaned in the man's arms, curled up on the sofa and casually changed TV channels.
Lin Xiaohe played with her hair and asked softly, "Today is Christmas Eve. Do you want to go out for a walk? There are some activities going on in the town."
Xu Mengyao twisted her sore waist and glared at him with squinted eyes:
"Don't you know what bad things you've done? How can you still have the energy to go out?"
The man smiled and kissed her ear. "It's my fault. I lost control. You stay home and watch TV. I'll go to town and buy some food to cook for you."
"You can cook? Let me make it clear, I don't have the energy to cook for you today." Xu Mengyao obviously didn't believe it.
"Don't worry, I still know a little bit." Lin Xiaohe said confidently.
Two hours later, Lin Xiaohe appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and knocked on the glass, startling Xu Mengyao who was watching TV.
Motioned for her to put on her coat and come out.
Xu Mengyao walked into the yard wrapped in her coat, hunched her head and asked him, "What are you doing here? Why don't you come into the house?"
Lin Xiaohe opened the cardboard box at his feet, revealing a string of colorful lights and various decorations. He smiled and pointed to the pine tree in the yard:
"You pick one and we'll decorate the Christmas tree ourselves."
Xu Mengyao became interested as soon as she heard it, and excitedly picked the shortest tree, which was just right for her height.
The two of them worked for an hour, and when the colored lights were plugged in, they lit up, instantly creating a lively atmosphere.
Xu Mengyao felt that the Christmas tree they decorated was more beautiful than any other she had ever seen, and asked Lin Xiaohe to take many photos of her in front of the tree.
Seeing that she had almost finished playing, Lin Xiaohe pulled her into the house: "It's okay, your hands are cold, go in and warm them up, I'll go prepare dinner."
Xu Mengyao curled up on the soft sofa, eating snacks and watching TV absentmindedly. From time to time, she glanced at the slender figure busy in the kitchen, feeling very satisfied: "It seems that it was worth it.
But at night, Lin Xiaohe once again transformed into a perpetual motion machine, lasting even longer than last night.
Xu Mengyao cried again, "It's not worth it! I only ate a piece of your steak! You are not allowed to eat it!"
Lin Xiaohe chuckled and continued to kiss her gently, as if he would never stop.
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