Chapter 111
Come on, let's have some fun!
Lin Jin looked around the dressing room. The lights inside were too bright, which greatly diminished the extremely ambiguous atmosphere, so she thought of going to the door to turn off a few lights.
Cheng Sangluo held the unsightly leather rope outfit in both hands. The material, which consisted of ropes and chains, was pitifully small, and when crumpled up, it was no bigger than a sock.
She stood there blankly, staring at the thing in her hand, swallowing awkwardly. Seeing her wife leaving, she quickly stopped her: "Hey, hey, where are you going?"
"Turn off the lights~" Lin Jin still held the leather handle of the dog leash, teasingly lifting the dog's chin and sliding it inch by inch towards her lips, a seductive fake smile playing at the corners of her eyes: "You're so clingy, you really don't want to let me go?"
"I...I...um...I just wanted to confirm something." Cheng Sangluo stammered, embarrassedly unfolding the thing in her hand. "How am I supposed to wear this rubbish? You're not going to expect me to just hang this naked on my body, are you?!"
"Otherwise what?" Lin Jin teased deliberately, picking up a corner of the leather strap with her fingertips, leaning close to the puppy's ear, and whispering enticingly, "I just want to see... my dog's... wild and untamed side..."
"Hiss..." Cheng Sangluo shuddered at the warm breeze near her ear, shrugging her shoulders as she suppressed a chill. "That's so perverted... I can't take it..."
"Look at you, so pathetic. You can't even handle it before it even starts. Tsk tsk tsk, you're really no good~" Lin Jin yanked hard on the dog leash in her hand and pulled the person behind her to the door.
"No way!" Cheng Sangluo retorted stubbornly, though her long legs were so weak she couldn't move. She muttered under her breath, "How can an adult say no?"
Lin Jin abandoned the idea of just turning off a few lights, reached out and pressed a button, and the dressing room was instantly plunged into darkness.
With her back to the door, the dim, warm light outlined her graceful figure, adding a touch of hazy, mysterious beauty.
Cheng Sangluo had a strange illusion created by the faint light coming in from outside the door.
She had the illusion that their breathing was amplified in the darkness, and she could even hear their heartbeats pounding. She couldn't help but swallow hard. "Why did you turn off all the lights?"
"Because you're shy~" Lin Jin took a step forward, placed his hands on her shoulders, and swayed his feet with light, delicate steps, as if he were dancing to woo her. "I gaze at you in the darkness, and even so, I can still see you clearly, because you are in my memory, in my heart."
Cheng Sangluo approached silently and placed a gentle kiss on her lover's forehead.
Perhaps feeling that this wasn't enough to express her love, she cupped Lin Jin's cheeks in her hands and kissed him along his eyebrows, nose, and lips, stopping at his chin, just as Lin Jin had once kissed her.
That's the path where tears fall, and also the order in which longing is soothed.
She whispered, "It's a little embarrassing, but you can have whatever you want from me. I won't be a stingy or disappointing lover."
As she spoke, Cheng Sangluo lifted the hem of her T-shirt, revealing her great figure to Lin Jin's eyes. She also grabbed Lin Jin's hand and placed it on her abdomen, saying generously, "Come on, touch me as you like."
As it turned out, this guy's cool demeanor lasted only three seconds.
Because the tangled leather rope couldn't be untied for a long time, the beautiful woman in front of him burst into laughter: "Hahaha, what a silly little dog!"
"Oh dear, don't make fun of me!" Cheng Sangluo glared at Lin Jin with a mournful look, then continued to tidy up her hands, her clumsy and flustered appearance was truly endearing.
"Master will help you~" Lin Jin took the things from her hands, tidied them up neatly, and said affectionately, "Do you want me to help you put them on, or do you want to do it yourself?"
Cheng Sangluo seemed to have a grudge against that dangling scarf thing, and stubbornly insisted, "I'll do it myself."
"Okay, I'll enjoy the view while I wait~" Lin Jin said in a drawn-out tone, turning around and sitting down in the chair. "Take your time, no rush, after all, it's a beautiful sight to behold."
As she spoke, she turned to look at the drawer filled with a bunch of fun toys, thinking that she should try something different today. So she picked out some toys that interested her from the wide variety of toys.
When she turned back, she raised an eyebrow with interest, and her eyes, which blended into the darkness, sparkled with excitement.
Cheng Sangluo wore only a pair of shorts, and her healthy tan skin shone brightly under the dim light.
The leather cords were thin and tight, hanging on both shoulders and around the chest, forming a perfect I-shape due to the full muscles, which matched the studded collar around the neck perfectly.
At this moment, the wicked sense of humor lurking in Lin Jin's soul was completely lured in.
She crossed her legs, bent over, and casually placed her arms on her knees. Even though she didn't say anything for a long time, her eyes told a whole story.
She narrowed her eyes, her tone carrying an absolute command: "Kneel down."
Cheng Sangluo always stood tall, but because of this outfit that offered no cover, she was so embarrassed that she could only hunch her back and lower her head.
Upon hearing his wife's command, he felt as if he had been pardoned from the death penalty, and he immediately knelt on the ground without the slightest hesitation.
Lin Jin curled her fingertips, pretending to admire her exquisite nails. "The dog leash isn't on my hand, what should I do?"
Cheng Sangluo braced herself on the ground with both hands, tilted her head, and asked in confusion, "Hmm...isn't it right next to your feet?"
"You're being naughty." Lin Jin was dissatisfied with the response. She lifted the foot that was crossed on her lap and habitually rubbed the puppy's chin with her toe. "A smart dog will bring the leash to its owner with its mouth."
Cheng Sangluo slumped his shoulders helplessly, thinking that this woman was starting to act crazy again. But he had just promised to be a generous and fun-loving partner. He had dug his own hole and was now jumping into it. No matter how perverse his wife's tastes were, he had to spoil her to the end.
Resignedly, she grabbed the chain and shoved it into her mouth, then quickly crawled to Lin Jin and mumbled, "Do you want me to give you a 'Wishing you prosperity' greeting, or maybe a handshake, roll around, or play dead?"
Is this person allergic to romance and ambiguity?
Lin Jin chuckled and took the chain, looking at the surprisingly obedient little dog. She then used the handle to trace the beautifully muscular back of the dog. "Still so naughty, you'll be crying later~"
A tingling, electric sensation ran down Cheng Sang's spine. She involuntarily shrank back and pleaded softly, "You...you can't bully me..."
"Some people used to bully me a lot." Lin Jin pouted, swaying her alluring figure as her toes traced the puppy's chin up to its cheek. "Would you still be willing to hurt me now?"
That was truly a soul-searching question, which made Cheng Sangluo chuckle dryly twice.
She held her wife's feet, turned her head and kissed them loudly, saying happily, "Of course I can't bear to, because it hurts me too, it hurts my heart."
After kissing for a while, she rested her head on Lin Jin's knee and said obediently, "Are you satisfied with the puppy-dog-like flattery you wanted?"
"Not bad." Lin Jin smiled slyly, turned to the side and pointed to the drawer behind her. "Choose one you like. Let's free our hands today, okay?"
Cheng Sangluo was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cried at the same time: "Why do you always think about freeing up your hands?"
Lin Jin pinched her chin with his fingertips, lifted it forcefully, and commanded in a deep voice: "Why so many questions? Sometimes I also want to try something different. I'm tired of it."
"What!!!" Cheng Sangluo, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly straightened up and exclaimed in surprise. Then, like a wronged wife, she leaned back on the ground and pretended to wipe away tears: "We've only been together for a short time, and you're already tired of me!"
As she spoke, she held up five slender fingers to show her wife, stammering, "You're disgusted by my fingers? I'll go chop them off right now, chop them into Doraemon's little fists!"
Lin Jin was amused by the puppy, and seeing that she was about to leave, she immediately tugged hard on the leash. "You dare to run away without your owner's permission? And you even dare to chop off my precious finger?"
"Waaah..." Cheng Sangluo pouted and started to fake cry, looking aggrieved. "It's your precious finger again this time? A woman's words are deceiving!"
Lin Jin smiled and leaned closer, nibbling on the puppy's ear while soothingly shushing it, "I felt bad for you having to relieve your pent-up desires through the screen last night, so let's give the ten 'little friends' a good rest today, and besides..."
Thinking of her outburst last night, Cheng Sangluo blushed and stammered, "Yesterday...yesterday...cough cough cough...and what?"
"And I want to kiss you..." Lin Jin kissed her lips passionately, humming as their tongues lingered, "Our hearts must be tightly intertwined, and our secret love must be bound together too~"
After saying that, she took Cheng Sangluo's hand and slowly curled her index finger into her mouth, like a teasing kiss or a passionate sucking. "Silly boy, I love your fingers the most. They're rough and not pretty, but they give me a sense of security."
Fingertips connect to the heart, bringing a slow, comfortable sensation that seeps into every nerve, while the soft, moist tongue creates an unbearable itch, stirring up a storm in the midst of tranquility.
This was a feeling that Cheng Sangluo could not describe. Her heart was pounding rapidly in the warm touch of her fingertips, followed by a loss of breathing rhythm, creating a heat that spread throughout her body from the inside out.
She didn't want to play the game of owner and dog anymore, so she got up and hugged her dominant lover tightly.
Those broad, kind hands ruffled Lin Jinyi's fragrant hair, and the kisses that landed on her ear were also haphazard and disorderly.
When they kissed passionately, all of Cheng Sangluo's principles and bottom lines became meaningless.
"I'll do anything as long as you're by my side. Separation is too hard to bear, so I'll listen to you, be obedient, and clingy. Any attempts to please you are just my way of showing my love for you." At this moment, she was very clear-headed and knew what she was saying.
It's kind of funny. The more they hated it before, the more they love it now. Even after being proven wrong, they still have to say "it's so good!"
She gently rubbed her teeth against Lin Jin's ear, breathing out warm, moist air, and for the first time so boldly pleaded, "One isn't enough! There are so many toys, why don't we try them all?"
Lin Jin was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at the dog with a fascinated expression in disbelief. She felt that this person was ridiculously unfamiliar, but she also felt that it was such a rare opportunity, so why not take advantage of it?
She leaned back comfortably, laughing even more unrestrainedly, then feigned displeasure and scolded, "You filthy scoundrel, you talk so sweetly, but if you try them all out, won't you drive me crazy?"
"How could that be? If anyone's going to die, it'll be me, the womanizer." Cheng Sangluo quipped, getting up to walk to the drawer and picking up a pile of small toys as if he'd found some rare treasure. He grinned at his wife, "Come on, let's have some fun~"
[Author's Note]
1. Ahhh! Stefanie Sun's concert was so good!
2. My upcoming novel, "The Sinful Lover," is available for pre-order. Please add it to your favorites.
3. Sorry for the wait! Amitabha... Those who know, know...
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