Chapter 104
Every kiss and hug requires all my strength
Cheng Sangluo wished he could break every minute and second down his spine, since the time he could spend with his wife was already counting down the days.
As they walked through the hotel's winding corridors, she clung to Lin Jin, demanding kisses that never seemed to tire her, amidst the moonlit shadows and rustling trees.
Lin Jin was always generous with her affection, giving her whatever she wanted, endlessly, so their kisses always carried a sense of melancholy, as if the world was about to end.
That's good; at least every hug and kiss was given with all my might.
Cheng Sangluo's eyebrows and features are naturally sharp, but she appears gentle and tender only in front of Lin Jin.
Afraid of hurting her beloved, she tightened her arms around her wife's waist, and the kiss was both possessive and a lingering, unyielding reluctance.
Lin Jin couldn't help but sigh as their lips met, captivated by the tranquility that was both alluring and mesmerizing.
When she was struggling to breathe, she took a few moments to get some fresh air, and then the next second she was kissing the puppy's lips again, her passion overflowing.
She loved Cheng Sangluo's kisses; they were gentle and cautious, yet also possessively alluring.
This way of being claimed by others makes her feel that she has a unique special place in Cheng Sangluo's world, because only the most special will be remembered and cherished.
Cheng Sangluo was also craving Lin Jin's kiss.
In her mind, there were two places about Lin Jin's body that were most intriguing.
One was those fair and slender feet, which always swung leisurely, and they always liked to hook her chin with an aggressive and humiliating gesture.
Another sight is the lips overflowing with love, bright red and glistening like cherries adorned with dewdrops, making one always want to explore and taste what they really taste like.
The young couple stumbled and kissed all the way, shattering the tranquility of the night. Even after they burst into the room, their hair was already disheveled, yet they still refused to separate.
Cheng Sangluo cornered Lin Jin against the door, her palm supporting the back of her neck so that her alluring lips could press closer together. "What drug did you give me?"
That question sounded so familiar, instantly pulling the two back to the night they were released from prison.
That night, Cheng Sangluo was a prickly hedgehog, almost succumbing to the sinful abyss of drugging.
Tonight is so different. The rhetorical questions, word for word, are filled with a fresh flavor, with a hint of reproach, yet they are also filled with such a willing acceptance of Lin Jin's seduction.
Imbued with intense love, the drug, which was originally a sinister means, has now become an ambiguous tool that breeds desire.
Cheng Sangluo asked the question knowingly. She knew very well that the person in her arms who was embracing and kissing her was an aphrodisiac, with an unstoppable effect that overturned her reason and stirred up an uncontrollable desire.
As usual, Lin Jin easily saw through the puppy's thoughts.
Her eyes sparkled with affection as she whispered in a suggestive tone, "My aphrodisiac works slowly, but it's enough to make you submit to me."
"I admit it, I'm infatuated with you right now, like I'm suffering from an illness that only you can cure." Cheng Sangluo nibbled on her lover's earlobe, twirling the pearl earring with her tongue, and said affectionately, "Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied with what?" Lin Jin raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled by the puppy's sudden question.
"Are you satisfied with how I'm trying to please you?" Cheng Sangluo gently nuzzled his wife's cheek, blushing as he pleaded, "Tonight...wherever you want to be...we'll be there..."
"Carry me to the bathroom first. I feel sticky from the sea breeze. Help me dry off." Lin Jin wanted to make tonight even more beautiful, so of course she had to start with the bathroom.
"Okay." Cheng Sangluo quickly picked her up and said in a coquettish tone, "Then... will you blame me for making you feel overwhelmed?"
"Even if I beg you while crying, won't you just ignore me?" Lin Jin was both amused and exasperated, but what could she do? She had to spoil her own little dog to the end.
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The next day.
The first rays of dawn shone through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the faces of the young couple who were sleeping in each other's arms.
Lin Jin's sleeping face was not peaceful; she was only disturbed by a thin sliver of light, which completely shattered her sleepiness.
She didn't sleep well that night. Even though the puppy kept her up until late and she was so tired she could barely sit up, she couldn't shake off one chaotic dream after another.
She couldn't remember those hazy dreams, only that when she opened her eyes again, she would face the departure of her beloved. So she held the puppy's hand tightly, unwilling to let go, yet afraid to let go.
Cheng Sangluo also slept restlessly, and she could hear every slight movement from the person next to her.
Hearing a soft rubbing sound from the pillow, she quickly tightened her arms, hugged Lin Jin tightly, and kissed his warm ear with her hazy eyes.
Lin Jin buried her head deep in the ground, gently rubbing her nose against the puppy's collarbone, wishing this was also a dream, a dream she could never wake up from.
Cheng Sangluo tucked the blanket in and let out a very soft sigh.
The morning before parting was filled with melancholy, and she hugged him even tighter, wishing she could melt that soft, slender body into her bones and pack it all up and take it with her.
"I'm not happy," Lin Jin muttered, angrily biting the puppy's neck. "I don't want to let you go."
The bite didn't hurt, but it was a tingling, itchy sensation that made Cheng Sangluo squint her eyes.
The next second, she placed her hand on Lin Jin's shoulder, and with a swift flip, she pinned the soft, boneless, beautiful woman beneath her. "Want to continue?"
Lin Jin tilted her head contentedly, stretched out her arms to hold the puppy, and said, "Guess~"
Cheng Sangluo pulled up the quilt and wrapped them both in the thick, warm blankets, shutting out all the disturbances of the world, and shared a long, tender kiss.
Just as they were getting into the swing of things, someone knocked on the door, ruining their sweet moment.
Cheng Sangluo wrapped her arm around Lin Jin's head, peeking out with half her head, and impatiently called out, "Who is it?"
"Mr. Lin, Ms. Cheng's flight is for 10 a.m., so we need to leave as soon as possible to avoid missing the flight." Secretary Zhou reminded her through the door, and thinking that the two of them probably hadn't gotten up yet, he had no choice but to leave quietly.
Cheng Sangluo propped herself up, strained her ears to listen to the sounds outside the door, and then turned to look at her lover whose eyes were becoming increasingly unfocused.
Although distracted by Secretary Zhou's greetings, her gritty fingers never left her side, and she even secretly played tricks during the brief conversation.
From Lin Jin's perspective, Cheng Sangluo's frivolous and manipulative manner was quite different from her usual honest and simple self.
When Cheng Sangluo bent over, her beautiful back naturally stretched out. Her broad and firm back was covered with old scars of all sizes, medals left from past missions. In addition, there were many new scratches, the handiwork of her loving wife.
Lin Jinxi moved her lips to breathe, making them feel cold. She put her arms under the puppy's armpits and draped them firmly over the broad shoulders that gave her a sense of security.
Her shoulders trembled, and she was on the verge of tears, because of her deep love and the impending apocalyptic separation. "Sang Luo... Cheng Sangluo... please don't go..."
But her pleading was fleeting; she quickly shook her head, like an obedient and understanding lover, "No...you have to go back...I can't stop you..."
Cheng Sangluo tenderly pressed her face against her lover's ear, feeling somewhat at a loss and unable to respond to the heart-melting plea. She could only keep comforting him, "Soon, we'll be able to see each other soon. I'll pick you up from the airport, and then we'll go home."
"Mmm." After recovering from her spasmodic trembling, Lin Jin nodded and kissed the puppy's eyebrows and eyes. "I'll try to cut back on my work hours and get back as soon as possible. Be good in Zhouhai."
"I will." Cheng Sangluo held her, savoring the happiness of love, desperately inhaling the scent of infatuation, and kissing her passionately.
......
Before leaving, Cheng Sangluo sat by the bed for a while, her gaze fixed on that lonely figure, her brows furrowed deeply.
Her reaction to this parting was calmer than Lin Jin's, not because of who had deeper feelings or who had shallower feelings, but simply because she didn't want Lin Jin to see her in pain, lest the two of them end up crying together.
She hoped that she could bear this pain alone, just like if the sky were to fall, she would hold it up on her lover's head.
Lin Jin lay on her side on the soft bed, quietly with her back to Cheng Sangluo.
She was unwilling to turn the tables, probably because she was afraid that she would act impulsively and refuse to let people go in the end. She could only use this method to block the selfishness of being trapped.
"Aren't you going to kiss goodbye?" Cheng Sangluo leaned over and climbed behind his wife, bending down to kiss her half-exposed shoulder. "I'm leaving now, aren't you going to take one last look?"
Lin Jin rested her hands under her face, listening to the puppy's pitiful pleas, and closed her eyes in distress.
The stronger her desire to respond, the harder it was for her to suppress her emotional breakdown.
Cheng Sangluo knew his wife was suppressing her discomfort from the separation, so he kissed her fair shoulder, leaving red marks, and murmured, "When we arrive, I'll let you know I'm safe as soon as possible. Even if you don't have an appetite today, you must eat well... Wife, I love you..."
The puppy is gone, leaving only silence in the room.
Lin Jin heard the door close, then, still wearing her bathrobe, leaned against the headboard, lost in thought and dejected.
The moment Cheng Sangluo left, longing burst forth like a flood, overflowing her nerves and soul.
She began to regret why she hadn't responded, why she hadn't looked at the puppy more, and why she hadn't said "I love you too."
Thinking of this, she hurriedly grabbed her phone and dialed Cheng Sangluo's number.
The person wouldn't leave her waiting in vain; they answered the phone in an instant: "What's wrong?"
Lin Jin lowered her proud head, brushed the messy hair from her forehead, and replied in a very soft tone, "I love you too."
It was quiet on the other end of the line. Lin Jin couldn't imagine what Cheng Sangluo's expression was like until the person's voice, with a slight smile, entered her ear, dispelling the heaviness weighing on her shoulders.
"I know, but I need to love you a little more than you love me, so you can feel safe, right?"
Lin Jin's smile seemed somewhat bitter. "Silly girl, if you want to love me more, then I'll love you for a longer time, and then we'll be even."
[Voiceover: It's only been two days apart, why are you making it sound like a life-or-death separation? What's going on?!]
......
After calming herself down, Lin Jin got up and washed up.
Hearing a message notification on my phone, I hurriedly picked it up to check.
Spicy Soldier: [Reporting to my dear wife, I'm about to board the plane.] (Attached is a selfie of a puppy pawing at the window, pointing at the big airplane outside and making a peace sign.)
Lin Jin looked at the dog's beaming face, chuckled, then quickly suppressed her laughter and typed a string of words seriously: I have a feeling that you're very happy since we broke up.
Spicy Soldier: [No way! I'm just trying to make you laugh out loud, give me a smile~]
Lin Jin sent a wry smile emoji and immediately put down her phone.
There was something she needed to confirm right now, so she quickly snapped out of her cozy mood, grabbed a suit jacket, draped it over her shoulders, and left the room.
She walked through the courtyard's long corridor and arrived at the hotel lobby reception.
With her absolutely supreme VIP status, she didn't need to provide any cards; she could simply ask whatever she wanted to know.
The receptionist, not daring to be negligent, respectfully said, "Mr. Lin, please feel free to tell us what services you require."
Lin Jin got straight to the point: "There probably weren't many people who left a note here the day before yesterday. The note was left for a Miss Cheng Sangluo. I'd like to know who left the note."
"Um..." The staff member tried hard to recall before explaining, "A very tall young man, who did not give his name, seems to be a guest who checked in with you."
"Okay, I understand." Lin Jin understood and knew who left the message, so he asked, "Give me the spare room card for room 1201."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The staff member was very cooperative and efficient, quickly handing the room key to Lin Jin. "Do you need any other services?"
Lin Jin didn't bother to respond. She took the card, fiddled with it between her fingers, and looked quite unpleasant before heading straight for the elevator.
The person staying in room 1201 was also one of the people who had been arranged to travel with her on this business trip, but she did not expect that the other party would be so dishonest, which was not like his usual behavior at all.
Leaving a sticky note for Cheng Sangluo is a very dangerous act. If you're not careful, you could expose her plan and cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
For example, at Zhongyao Technology, if Cheng Sangluo and Wei Yun were to run into each other, they wouldn't even know how to lie about many things.
Lin Jin stepped out of the elevator and turned a corner to reach room 1201.
Without any preamble of knocking, she swiped her room card and pushed the door open, her accusatory manner showing little anger.
The man in the room was not dressed in a suit as usual; he looked relaxed and casual.
He sat in the lounge chair by the window, sipping his coffee. He wasn't alarmed by the noise at the door; he simply turned his head and smiled at Lin Jin: "Why does the boss look so angry? Shouldn't you thank me for leaving a message at the front desk?"
In fact, Lin Jin should really thank the sticky note for its miraculous effect. If it weren't for the chance encounter, how would the little dog have known that the figure he was infatuated with was so close?
Seeing that she remained silent, the man invited her, "Sit down. It's been a long time since we've been able to sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk like this."
Lin Jin dragged her injured foot and slowly walked to the chair in front of her and sat down, her cold gaze fixed on the other person's face.
The man was as considerate as ever, pouring her a steaming cup of coffee, checking its temperature before placing it in front of her, saying, "Thanks to you, I can enjoy such good beans. Please enjoy."
Lin Jin picked up her cup and took a small sip. The rich aroma of coffee calmed her down a bit.
She looked up at the relaxed-looking person and changed the subject: "How's the matter I asked you to handle going?"
"Everything is proceeding smoothly according to your plan. I've done everything I could and kept it well hidden. Now I'm just waiting for your command." The man grinned at Lin Jin, turned to admire the scenery outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh as he explained, "You've been playing this game for too many years. I'm getting impatient and want to speed things up, so I left a sticky note at the front desk. It turned out pretty well. At least now your relationship with Miss Cheng is no longer just a marriage of convenience, which is why I said you should thank me."
Lin Jin disliked this behavior that didn't follow her rhythm, and she disliked even more that her pawns were out of her control.
Her face was filled with disgust and indifference. She slammed her cup down on the table with an unpleasant clatter. "Sheng He, do what you're supposed to do. Don't cause me any unnecessary trouble. A game of strategy requires timing, not just what you want to do. Now is a critical moment. My only requirement for you is to stay out of trouble and follow my instructions."
[Author's Note]
1. My pre-order novel, "The Sinful Lover," is available for collection.
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