Chapter 72
How dogs try to please their owners [Highlights]
Cheng Sangluo looked at the crazy woman with great interest, her eyes full of expectation.
She neither refused nor agreed to the request to wear the puppy collar, her gaze fixed on those bright red, luscious lips.
She stared so intently, her desire to possess him with a kiss grew stronger, and unconsciously she slowly moved her face closer.
Just a kiss away, Lin Jin turned her head away in a huff.
Not getting a straight answer, she puffed out her cheeks slightly and complained, "You can't even grant my little wish. You're so stingy."
Cheng Sangluo, with her strong arms, grabbed the leg draped around her waist and strode straight towards the bathroom, coaxing helplessly, "Did I say no?"
Lin Jin placed her hands on her shoulders, enduring a moment of weightlessness, then gently rubbed her teeth against the puppy's ear, asking incredulously, "So you mean you agree?"
"Didn't I already say 'okay' before you even made this request?" Cheng Sangluo nodded matter-of-factly, her doting tone and expression making her seem like a completely different person, both unfamiliar and endearing.
Just as they reached the master bedroom door, she whispered, "But we need to take a hot bath first; it's really uncomfortable to be all wet."
"Will you stay with me?" Lin Jin couldn't bear to let the puppy go, so she lifted her injured foot and pretended to look pitiful. "My foot is injured, so it's inconvenient for me to do anything. I need the puppy to take care of me."
Cheng Sangluo is the type of person who responds better to gentleness than force. Even a crazy woman doesn't need to show weakness; just a few sweet words in her soft voice are enough to bring her back to her true form—soft-spoken and soft-hearted.
"I'll fill the tub with hot water first, then settle you in the bathtub, then find some medicine to prevent colds and give it to you, then wipe you down, then dry your hair, then put on your collar and bark like a puppy..." The man rambled on and on, carrying Lin Jin into the bathroom, tilting his head back for a kiss: "I've been so obedient, can I have a reward kiss?"
Lin Jin listened to all those "and then" stories and felt exhausted just thinking about them. It was hard on the little dog, who had been electrocuted and rescued someone all night, and now, in the middle of the night, he still had to take care of people.
Thinking of this, her face showed both distress and heartache. "After giving so much, all I want is a kiss. Is one enough?"
"Two are fine too, I'm not greedy." Cheng Sangluo answered seriously, and then placed the person in her arms on the washbasin. "Sit and wait for me for a moment, I'll go run some hot water."
"Okay," Lin Jin agreed verbally, but he wasn't really being honest.
She saw the puppy testing the water temperature by holding onto the edge of the bathtub, so she hopped on one foot and slowly moved closer until she pressed her heart against the scarred back.
Lin Jin gently rubbed her cheek against the dog's rough, uneven surface, a microcosm of the puppy's miserable life, which easily touched her emotions.
She ran her fingers over the scars, perhaps out of love for the house and its inhabitants, and thus cherished these unsightly marks.
Cheng Sangluo felt the warmth from the skin-to-skin contact, and the plump, soft flesh, which caused her spine to stiffen.
She turned halfway to look at the clingy Lin Jin, complaining with a wry smile, "You really can't stop for a moment. Be patient and wait a bit. Don't strain your injured foot. If something happens, I'll be the one who gets scolded by Dr. Chi."
"But I really want to hug you." Lin Jin replied in a muffled voice, kissing the old scars on her own, leaving no spot untouched, imprinting each one with tiny kiss marks, to express that the good and the bad were all hers.
"Hahaha...it's a little itchy..." Cheng Sangluo laughed out loud after being kissed, and quickly opened her arms to hug the woman painting on her back. "Okay, okay, I'll carry you inside to sit down. This foot can't get wet, so it has to be resting on the side."
Lin Jin was as light as a feather. She only needed to hold onto the dog's neck with both hands, and the man could easily scoop her up with one hand and carry her into the bathtub.
After settling her in, Cheng Sangluo went to the coffee table in the living room to find some cold medicine, but when she turned around, her pants were caught on her waistband.
Lin Jin was only wearing a set of underwear, leaning lazily against the wall, and pleaded softly, "Don't go anywhere, okay? Just hold me and take a nice hot bath. I won't disturb your rest."
Cheng Sangluo sat back on the edge of the bathtub, intending to reason with the clingy Lin Jin, but after a moment of silence, he quickly kicked off his pants and jumped into the hot water.
The round bathtub is spacious, resembling a small home hot spring pool. It not only has various massage functions but also maintains a constant temperature.
Cheng Sangluo sat by the pool so that the clingy little devil could rest comfortably in her arms.
The swirling mist flushed her face, and the comfortable water temperature made her drowsy. Accompanied by the clear sound of water droplets, the person who had been fighting alone all night tilted her head and dozed off.
Only her arms dared not loosen their grip. Even though her eyelids were drooping, she still tightly wrapped her arms around Lin Jin's waist, as if afraid that she would let the person in her arms slip away if she fell asleep.
Lin Jin rested one hand on the arm around her waist, glanced back, and noticed that the puppy was taking a nap with its head tilted to the side, so she softened her kissing motion.
She murmured, her lips parting slightly as her tongue darted out. Before she could pry open those slightly pursed lips, the other person had already taken her into their mouth.
"Hmm..." Lin Jin hummed softly, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes, which was quickly replaced by an expression of compliance.
When long-awaited expectations are finally met, it creates a dreamlike illusion, yet one can still truly feel the overwhelming passion.
Breathless from the puppy's kisses, she gasped through the gap, "Sang Luo..."
"Hmm?" Cheng Sangluo's kiss was gentle, half-asleep, and her hands, which had been swimming like fish in the water, gradually became restless.
"Come in." Lin Jin extended a generous invitation, catching a fish in the pond and leading the way into the enchanting, secluded realm, smiling as she called out, "Welcome!"
*
It was in the early hours of the morning.
The sudden downpour once again disrupted the tranquility of the night. The wind, carrying raindrops, pattered against the window, creating a symphony that was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
The mirror room, which had been unvisited for a long time, finally welcomed a rare celebration and was brighter than ever before.
The chandelier was turned on by Cheng Sangluo, and its light illuminated the mirrors on all sides, making it as bright as daytime, even a little dazzling.
The purpose of turning on the lights was simple: Cheng Sangluo had willingly succumbed to temptation tonight, so she wanted to see clearly how she was stirring up trouble in the world of crazy women.
At this moment, Lin Jin leaned lazily against the headboard, her face glowing with a fresh rosy light after her bath. Her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, with the water droplets glistening and hinting at the allure of the night.
The loosely draped bathrobe hung on her slender frame, as if it would never be properly dressed, always revealing her smooth, fair shoulders and back as she leaned back in her seat.
Lin Jin rested his injured foot on his knee and swung it leisurely, along with the long leather chain he was playing with in his hand.
The other end of the chain was a leather choker, the one Cheng Sangluo was forced to wear the first time.
Cheng Sangluo's bathrobe was not belted, and the lapels were naturally draped on both sides, revealing a patch of tanned skin in the middle, as well as the lines of her abdominal muscles that appeared and disappeared with her breathing.
She always unintentionally displayed a wild and untamed tension, like a wild beast.
This tension is what fascinates Lin Jin the most, and the madness and wildness that are shackled are filled with a sense of ownership and invasion, and are filled with an unspeakable sense of taboo.
Cheng Sangluo was still not used to the thing around her neck and would occasionally hook it with her fingers.
Fortunately, she didn't spoil the mood tonight. Even though she was uncomfortable, she didn't utter a word of displeasure. In fact, she was secretly filled with excitement and trepidation.
Lin Jin tiptoed and asked in a queen-like voice, "How do dogs walk?"
As she asked with a smile, she tugged hard on the chain, causing the person in front of the bed to stumble.
Cheng Sangluo had long been bewitched by the madwoman lounging on the couch.
Instead of answering the question, she demonstrated through her actions what an obedient dog should be like.
She followed the pull of the chain, kneeling on the edge of the bed, her hands bracing on the soft blankets, and slowly crawled toward the haughty woman.
If she had a tail, she'd be wagging it really hard right now.
"Good dog~" Lin Jin praised, shifting to a more comfortable sitting position. At the same time, she tapped the dog's chin with her toes and commanded, "Kneel properly and don't move. If you dare to move even a little, your master will whip you with the chain."
It turns out that all the humiliating postures in the past were intended to be disciplined, and were all meant to become a little game of flirting tonight.
Following the madwoman's instructions, Cheng Sangluo straightened her back and knelt down, her motionless posture resembling a large wolfhound waiting for its master's command.
Lin Jin tilted his head to admire the dog, quite satisfied with the results of his long-term dog training.
She stroked Cheng Sangluo's chin with her toes, her fingertips lightly tugging at his collar, hinting, "Want a reward?"
Cheng Sangluo met her gaze and honestly answered with his undisguised desire, "Yes."
"Then you'll have to obey me." Lin Jin held the chain handle in her lips, her tender kisses enticing. "You'll do whatever I tell you to do, and that's how you get a reward."
With her chin pressed against his toes, Cheng Sangluo's cheeks were slightly raised, her eyes, devoid of any rationality, brimming with lustful allure. "What do you want me to do?"
Lin Jin raised an eyebrow: "Call me master."
Cheng Sangluo called out softly, "Master."
"Good dog~" Lin Jin nodded in satisfaction and ordered, "Bark twice."
Cheng Sangluo bit her lip and cooperated, saying, "Woof woof..."
Lin Jin's lips curled into a wicked smile, and she intensified her command: "How does a dog lick its master's feet?"
Clearly, Cheng Sangluo was never a truly obedient puppy.
She held up the mischievous foot beneath her face and, without consulting anyone, changed the licking into a kiss.
She kissed the beautifully shaped arch of her foot, kissed her slender white ankle, with tenderness and affection, and an unspeakable surrender.
Lin Jin was not satisfied with the kiss, so he slapped her cheek hard with the chain handle and criticized her sharply: "You are naughty and do not listen to your master."
"Ouch—" Cheng Sangluo looked up in pain, her eyes filled with resentment, as if complaining: I'm so well-behaved, yet you still bully me.
Feeling utterly wronged, she lowered her head, refusing to look at the madwoman's face any longer. (The puppy whimpers pitifully.jpg)
"I only scolded you a few times, and you're already throwing a tantrum?" Lin Jin's smile deepened.
As she leaned closer, she lifted the leash handle slightly under the puppy's face, saying, "Look into my eyes, don't look away."
Cheng Sangluo met the madwoman's eyes again, the collar around her neck clanging against the chain.
"You're clumsy, I need to teach you properly how to please your master and learn how to do funny things." Lin Jin pushed the puppy, causing the kneeling person to put their hands behind their back.
"What else do you want to teach me?" Cheng Sangluo propped herself up and watched as the graceful woman swayed to her feet. She wanted to stop her from messing around, but her curiosity made her hesitate.
"Does she strike a pose?" Lin Jin asked, while demonstrating her own experience.
She hugged the docile little dog, swaying her slender waist close to its body, performing a wild and unrestrained show without any shame.
That captivating dance move didn't need music; it was enough to make Cheng Sangluo completely mesmerized.
The mirrored walls on all four sides are like silent spectators, quietly reflecting tonight's wonderful show.
Lin Jin gathered her long hair behind her head with both hands, and even without wind, the willow branches swayed.
She seemed to be doing it intentionally or unintentionally.
Peaches that are plump and pretty.
At the tip of Cheng Sangluo's nose.
A sweeping motion that is almost imperceptible.
The itch was felt in Lin Jin's heart.
That itch lingered in Cheng Sangluo's heart.
[Author's Note]
1. Oh Buddha, I'm scared.
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