Chapter 112
You little rascal, did you choose the toy?
Will you really fulfill all my requests?
From the pitch-black walk-in closet, Lin Jin's soft question came through.
Before Cheng Sangluo could respond, she had already unbuttoned two buttons on her shirt, leaning back lazily, and asked again, "Would you accept my strange hobbies? Would you be afraid? Would you be disgusted?"
Cheng Sangluo wasn't used to the sudden immersive atmosphere. She swallowed awkwardly before walking up to her lover and nodding firmly: "Even if you are strange and wonderful, I will love every aspect of you without reservation."
Lin Jin was pleased that the puppy was becoming more and more uninhibited. She stood up with a sly smile, her fingertips tracing circles on the puppy's well-defined neck, creating a tingling, pleasurable sensation. "Very good, let's play a game. The rules are simple: without my permission, you can only be a wooden statue—no talking, no moving!"
The puppy listened to its wife and didn't answer at all, not even daring to nod in agreement.
"Good dog~" Lin Jin raised an eyebrow in praise, gave him a rewarding kiss, and then commanded, "Go sit on the chair, put your hands behind your back, be good."
Cheng Sangluo couldn't figure out her methods, so he had no choice but to obediently sit in the chair and put his hands behind his back as instructed.
Lin Jin walked to the wardrobe, took two beautiful silk scarves, and then went back behind the puppy.
She folded one of the silk scarves several times and gently covered Cheng Sangluo's eyes with it, while the other silk scarf was tied around her wrist and tied with a pretty bow.
Cheng Sangluo suddenly felt like a lamb to the slaughter, but at the same time felt an unprecedented excitement, because in the darkness everything became unknown.
She took a deep breath instinctively, and soon her lips felt a soft, warm touch.
Lin Jin stood behind the puppy, bent down and held her chin. The light kiss was tentative, but after receiving a passionate response, it turned into a passionate entanglement of lips and teeth.
However, she didn't linger for long. She put one hand on Cheng Sangluo's broad shoulder, walked around half a circle, and stood directly in front of him.
Cheng Sangluo squinted slightly, her mind filled with endless daydreams.
She wondered what Lin Jin looked like at that moment, whether her soft shirt was open, and what kind of alluring charm her slender waist exuded.
She longed to lift the unsightly silk scarf, but with her wrists tied behind her back, she was unable to move. Her heart was filled with countless ants, itching so intensely that her whole body felt numb, yet she couldn't grasp or scratch them away.
Even after a brief separation, she already felt her lips and throat were dry and cold, desperately needing a passionate kiss to soothe her parched soul.
Lin Jin tugged hard on the dog leash, commanding like a queen, "Move your leg..."
Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Sangluo understood.
She spread her long, straight legs apart slightly, naturally tightening the leather straps around her body, making her beautiful muscles even more alluring.
Lin Jin's eyes sparkled with indescribable excitement, as if she were admiring a different kind of scenery, or as if she were kissing her obedient lover with her gaze.
After admiring it for a while, she straddled the puppy's sturdy legs, held its neck firmly with one hand, and leaned back slightly due to inertia.
The shirt slipped a few inches off her shoulders, revealing her pleasingly fair shoulder line and the ugly old scar.
She leaned closer, lowered her head to kiss Cheng Sangluo's ear, and whispered seductively, "Baby, do you like this kind of game?"
"Mmm." Cheng Sangluo suppressed the tickling sensation in her ears and nodded slowly. "I like it, I like it very much."
"You weren't like this before~" Lin Jin deliberately brought up old grievances to make their affectionate moment more interesting, feigning a tantrum as she said, "You used to hate it when I got close, how come you've changed so much now? I quite like your prickly side~"
Cheng Sangluo struggled with his arms, but couldn't get a kiss from his wife. His voice was trembling with tears, "Don't bully me, okay?"
"I'm clearly spoiling you~" Lin Jin followed the puppy's ear all the way to the corner of his lips, but just wouldn't put the kiss on his lips, making the other person's heart flutter. "What goes around comes around, no one escapes the wrath of heaven. No matter how you bullied me before, I'll bully you all back today, you stubborn donkey."
Cheng Sangluo felt a slight pain on his lips. Thinking of his wife biting him in retaliation, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't want to disrupt the intensely ambiguous atmosphere, so he could only suppress his laughter.
"You'd better work hard later, or I'll be very unhappy." Lin Jin's voice was pleasant, and she deliberately kept her words ambiguous, her soft voice like a light feather brushing against the puppy's heart, creating ripples of itch.
......
Cheng Sangluo's breath was ragged, like tangled hemp rope, and he murmured in a hoarse voice, "Wife...can I..."
Her slurred request was accompanied by a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, yet she was also lost in a sea of comfort.
"Can I... um..." Lin Jin also seemed to be trying to get some fresh air, clinging tightly to the babbling puppy, "Tell me..."
Cheng Sangluo shook her head desperately, wanting to speak but unable to utter a word.
His uncontrollable emotions elicited a burst of intermittent laughter from Lin Jin, who said indulgently, "Hahaha...you little rascal...you chose the toy...and now you don't like it anymore?"
This beautiful woman, with her captivating charm, swayed gracefully with the wind.
The wind swept across the calm lake, creating shimmering ripples that offered no solace whatsoever.
What truly tormented the puppy was that slender, willow-like waist.
It is so agile, like a white snake moving through the rainforest, twisting and turning as it climbs the tree trunks and high branches, surging and undulating.
"You picked a good little thing. I love you as much as you love me. Empathy can't lie~" Lin Jinxu praised the helpless puppy with his peaceful eyes.
Cheng Sangluo was experiencing unprecedented pain.
This feeling stems from the fact that one's hands are restricted.
She longed to hug her beloved tightly and take on all the hard work herself; it was a mixture of heartache and anxiety.
However, due to the game of "Statues," she had to obediently listen to her wife, so her happiness was mixed with a chaotic struggle.
"Lin Jin, I'm sorry!" Cheng Sangluo suddenly raised her voice to apologize, and with a strong clench of her hands, the silk scarf tied around her wrists loosened a little. After trying several times, she finally broke free of the restraint.
With just one arm, she could firmly support her lover's slender back, bringing a reliable sense of security.
No matter what this person does, he always has an indomitable spirit.
"I'm sorry." She apologized sincerely as she helped Lin Jin up from the chair, giving him a tight hug. "It seems like we can't continue playing the 'Statues' game."
Lin Jin let out a gasp mixed with exhilaration as she felt weightless and suspended in mid-air.
The cheers were unusually joyful and cheerful.
It originates from a secluded pool deep in the forest.
It originates from something that makes a buzzing sound.
Lin Jin's eyes were unfocused. After a long while, she regained her composure and asked in confusion, "Where are you taking me?"
Cheng Sangluo lifted the silk scarf covering her eyes, pressed it against her lover's brow, and whispered gently, "Let's relive the first time you bullied me. I want to make up for my mistakes and push you away again and again."
As she spoke, she moved her feet carefully, trying to prevent that 'bridge' from being lost in the intertwined river of love.
"Sweetie..." Lin Jin's lips parted, his expression conveying unbearable longing. He adored the puppy's earnest apology so much that he carelessly kissed her brows and eyes, whimpering softly, "Please... slow down..."
"Okay~" Cheng Sangluo slowed her pace even further, her tone softening as she whispered her love, "Walk slowly, walk slowly... through the seasons and the rest of my life... until my hair turns white in my twilight years..."
*
As autumn deepens and the chill intensifies, the evening glow is no longer as spectacular as it was in the height of summer.
Cheng Sangluo poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Lin Jin, who was sitting in front of the French windows.
After a sweet afternoon of intimacy, both of them were covered in a deep weariness. But after being separated and reunited, they couldn't bear to spend their time in dreams and only wanted to gaze at each other in real life.
Lin Jin, wrapped in a blanket, revealed her beautiful shoulders as she took the cup. The air was filled with the scent of cedar mixed with her faint body fragrance, which brought a sense of peace and tranquility.
Cheng Sangluo also had a petty side. Seeing that his wife had revealed a glimpse of her private parts, he quickly crawled into the messy quilt and tightly hugged her shoulders, saying, "Don't show it to anyone else."
Lin Jin held the cup with both hands, laughing at the little dog for being jealous of thin air, "Who else is there besides you?"
The young couple enjoys cuddling after being affectionate. Even if they do nothing or say anything, just quietly appreciating the city view outside the window becomes especially meaningful.
Lin Jin took a sip of warm water, then brought the cup to the puppy's lips, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "This water is sweet, you should drink some too, it'll soothe your throat."
Cheng Sangluo thought to himself, "It's just a cup of warm water, how could it taste sweet?" So he tasted it without believing it and suddenly understood what his wife meant.
Water is still water, so of course it has no taste, but it's sweet in your heart, so it fills your senses.
She took another big gulp, grinning sheepishly, "Mmm~ It's so sweet~"
Yes, even the air is sweet, and the water my wife drank was so sweet it made my throat ache.
'Boom—'
A sudden clap of thunder, without warning, seemed to strike right on their heads.
Lin Jin's back stiffened and trembled unnaturally.
She instinctively wanted to escape and hide in the walk-in closet, but out of fear, she grabbed the blanket and hid herself.
Cheng Sangluo quickly put down the cup, pulled her into his arms, and gently covered her ears with his hands, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here..."
Lin Jin sometimes hated her own fears, but what was there to fear in the midst of a thunderstorm? The past, buried in the past, would no longer hurt her, so what was there to fear?
She was so good at controlling others, but she couldn't control her own unbridled emotions and had never been able to confront the abyss of her childhood trauma.
Cheng Sangluo rested his chin on her head, rubbed her ears playfully with his hands, and coaxed her softly, "Thunder in late autumn is rare. Every autumn rain brings a chill. Be brave, I'll accompany you to enjoy the thunder and lightning, okay?"
Lin Jin looked up, her eyes filled with a hint of sorrow: "Why do you make me look at things I don't like?"
“Because we always have to face our fears. Maybe when I’m with you watching, the lightning in your eyes will be gentle, and the thunder will be pleasant.” Cheng Sangluo lifted a corner of the blanket, revealing a small gap so that Lin Jin could see the sky outside the window.
As a flash of white light streaked across the sky, the puppy quickly covered his wife's ears, only letting her see the fleeting lightning in the distance.
Dark clouds rolled in as if they were about to fall from the sky to the earth, and the rain, which seemed imminent, was slow to arrive.
"It was purplish-red." Lin Jin's heart was in her throat, but she still stared intently out the window, murmuring, "The lightning that night was also purplish-red..."
"Thank goodness!" Cheng Sangluo suddenly exclaimed, tilting her head to block her lover's view, and making a funny face to cheer her up: "Luckily you made it back at noon, otherwise the flight would have been delayed or even canceled, and we wouldn't be able to stay here like this, wrapped in blankets listening to the wind and rain~"
Lin Jin was stunned. One second she was still in fear, and the next she was amused by the puppy: "Your thinking is quite unconventional."
"I just want you to relax. Are you still scared?" Cheng Sangluo tightened her arms and wrapped the blanket around herself more tightly, so as to create a more reassuring environment for Lin Jin.
"I'm scared." Lin Jin pouted, then smiled with relief. "But not so scared, because you're here~"
As the two whispered tenderly, the gray sky burst into fragments of purplish-red lightning, followed by deafening thunder.
Lin Jin didn't hide under the covers anymore. Instead, she tilted her head and leaned on Cheng Sangluo's shoulder. Since the lightning wouldn't strike her, there seemed to be nothing to be afraid of.
Suddenly she remembered something, reached out and pinched the puppy's ear hard.
"Ouch—" Cheng Sangluo covered her ear in pain and exclaimed, "Why did you pull my ear?"
"Hmph! You left me all alone that night!" Lin Jin recalled the night she tricked the puppy into coming home, and how desperately she begged her not to leave, only to have her walk away without looking back!
"Ha! You're bringing up old grievances!" Cheng Sangluo, annoyed by the resurrection of the past, rubbed her ears and acted like a spoiled brat: "The one who made the mistake was clearly the stubborn donkey, what does it have to do with me, the little dog?"
[Author's Note]
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