Chapter 127 Inside and Outside the Door
Jiang Chuan parked the car downstairs in the apartment complex and followed Lin Yu to her front door. The moment the key was inserted into the lock, the man's burning palm suddenly covered the back of her hand, and he held her hand to turn the lock all the way in.
Lin Yu abruptly pulled her hand back, twisted her body as if to turn around, but lost her footing and stumbled into his arms.
The two were so close that they couldn't see each other's expressions; all that remained was the warmth of their noses touching and the air around them momentarily frozen.
She instinctively placed her hand on Jiang Chuan's chest, feeling his steady, strong heartbeat through his shirt. Her legs went weak involuntarily, and Jiang Chuan pulled her up into his arms.
Lin Yu was startled, and her bag fell to the ground with a thud. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around Jiang Chuan's neck, her legs like symbiotic vines, tightly entwining his lean waist, and her skirt slipped down to her thighs.
Jiang Chuan closed the door behind him, his hands that had been holding a pen were now pinching her buttocks, pinning her against the door.
"Are you full?" he whispered in Lin Yu's ear.
In the darkness, she heard his suppressed breathing, his breath hot against her ear, like a dull knife slowly grinding against the texture of her delicate skin. "...Full...full."
Lin Yu looked down at him; his dark eyes were like a deep pool filled with ten thousand years of ice and snow.
Yet the expression on his face was like a pot of lukewarm water that never boils, always maintaining a temperature that was neither too hot nor too cold, exuding an elusive calmness.
Jiang Chuan pulled her into his arms, one hand steadily supporting her body, while the other hand restlessly slipped under her skirt.
He gently kneaded her soft, smooth buttocks, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, causing her body to feel restless and aroused.
“But I haven’t even…” Jiang Chuan chuckled briefly, leaning down even lower. “I haven’t eaten much, but I’m full from being angry with you.”
Lin Yu's body went limp from his kneading, and a fine shiver ran through the skin beneath her knitted sweater. Only then did she suddenly remember that Jiang Chuan had always had amazing stamina, was used to delayed gratification, and could always remain calm.
She knew that the real reckoning would only begin the moment the door closed.
"Tell me about it?" he exhaled slowly.
"What did you say?" Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Chuan had already deftly stripped off her coat and casually tossed it at his feet.
The thin knitted sweater outlined her undulating curves. He suddenly lowered his head and, through the fabric, took a light bite on her chest.
He deliberately pressed hard when his canine teeth grazed the sensitive spot. Lin Yu tilted his head back and let out a whimper, his fingertips digging deep into his taut shoulder muscles.
“He lost the hair clip by accident when he came to eat.” Lin Yu lowered her eyes to catch Jiang Chuan’s expression, and saw that his dark eyes were filled with the calm before the storm that she knew best.
"I won't easily give away what you gave me."
"Is that so?" Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes, his fingers digging deeper into Lin Yu's skin, his thumb unconsciously rubbing the texture of the yarn on the skirt, as if he were directly scratching her heart.
"Let me guess, who led Banban astray while I was away?"
Lin Yu's hand, which was supporting his shoulder, was weak and powerless. Instead, it seemed as if she was trying to resist, and she unconsciously leaned forward, bringing herself closer to him, and whimpered softly. "No one... put me down first."
"Very good." Jiang Chuan chuckled lightly: "You've wasted your last chance so easily."
Lin Yu's thoughts had already been thrown into complete chaos, and he could only ask blankly, "What?"
"The day I called you... he was right next to you?" Jiang Chuan leaned down, his lips tracing the line of Lin Yu's neck, his tongue lightly brushing against her throbbing pulse as he spoke.
"When Banban lies, this part jumps...especially fast."
Taking advantage of the moment Lin Yu tilted her head back, he bit down on the delicate skin on the side of her neck and gently ground his teeth over her pale blue veins.
Lin Yu then realized that the day she covered Chen Guang's mouth and lied to Jiang Chuan that he had bumped into the corner of the table, he had had a vague premonition. This premonition was finally confirmed after seeing Lin Yu's panicked expression.
But she knew that after everything they had been through, they had long since trusted each other and would not erupt out of control like last time.
Jiang Chuan's assertiveness at this moment was more of a test, a way of seeking reassurance from Lin Yu. It was as if he still needed her gentle response to confirm that she would always be by his side.
Lin Yu gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes with her fingertips, her fingers slipping into his slightly cool hair. Instead of answering, she asked, "Are you jealous...brother?"
Jiang Chuan's eyes suddenly darkened as he looked at Lin Yu, who was trying to turn the tide. A low chuckle escaped his lips as his Adam's apple bobbed. "I hope you won't be begging me later."
Before he could finish speaking, footsteps approached from afar in the hallway. Lin Yu's pupils contracted slightly, and his breathing, which had just calmed down, became erratic again.
Jiang Chuan keenly sensed her panic, lifted her skirt with one hand, and barged in without any resistance.
"You... um!..." She suddenly gripped his neatly pressed shirt tightly, the fabric crumpling between her fingers.
At the same time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded. Lin Yu tensed up, raised his hand and tightly covered his mouth, swallowing back the sob that almost escaped his lips.
"Banban?" Chen Guang's voice came from outside the door, accompanied by three light knocks. "Are you there? You left your bag at the door." There was no answer. After a brief pause, the knocking sounded hesitantly again.
Hearing the commotion, Jiang Chuan not only didn't restrain himself, but intensified his provocation. His deliberate teasing forced Lin Yu's back to press firmly against the door, and fine beads of sweat slid down her flushed neck and into her collar.
He tried to control his strength and pull back a little bit of force a second before hitting the door, but he still couldn't counteract the tension of being attacked from both sides.
"No..." Lin Yu pleaded softly, biting his lower lip tightly, afraid that he would make a sound and let Chen Guang outside the door hear him.
"Don't what?" Jiang Chuan asked knowingly. "Someone's looking for you outside. Aren't you going to open the door and see?"
His tone was both harsh and gentle, enjoying her flustered state of being caught between a rock and a hard place, as if he were about to open the door and expose the two of them to Chen Guang's gaze at any moment.
A deathly silence fell outside the door, and no sound was heard for a long time. However, the sound of Chen Guang's footsteps could not be heard either, so it was impossible to tell whether he was still standing there.
Her mind was in complete chaos, and she couldn't think of anything complicated.
Jiang Chuan gazed at Lin Yu's tear-filled eyes, then took her burning earlobe into his mouth. His hot breath entered her ear, stirring her delicate nerves.
"How have you been dealing with all of this lately?"
"Are you looking at my photos, or are you fantasizing about this scenario?"
"No..." Lin Yu tried to refuse in vain, but was met with even worse treatment in return.
Tears welled in her eyes; she finally understood how Jiang Chuan had felt when she had toyed with him. Between gasps for breath, she managed to squeeze out a few words: "Hurry..."
"Hmm? Hurry up about what?" Jiang Chuan deliberately slowed down, his fingertips tracing her trembling lips. "Explain clearly, otherwise it will be difficult for me to help you."
A warm palm slid down his collarbone. "Do you want me to start quickly..." a low, husky voice whispered, carrying a subtle allure. "Or do you want it to end quickly?"
"...It's over." Lin Yu's voice trembled with tears, but before she could finish speaking, her phone, which was tucked into the back pocket of her skirt, suddenly vibrated.
It was currently being pressed tightly between Jiang Chuan's palm and her own buttocks, the vibrations as dense as drumbeats, determined to completely crush her on the verge of collapse.
Lin Yu's heart trembled. She knew the call was most likely from Chen Guang, but she couldn't answer it. She turned her head away from Jiang Chuan's kiss, her disheveled long hair clinging to her flushed cheeks. Her body and mind were already on the verge of collapse.
"What are you hiding from?" Jiang Chuan pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him, his thumb brushing against the corner of her bitten, bright red lips. "Your body is much more honest than you are."
His low, husky voice was seductive. "So, do you prefer it this way rather than looking at photos?"
Jiang Chuan picked up the previous topic again, watching with great interest as Lin Yu struggled and broke down under his comforting caresses.
Lin Yu opened her mouth, but before she could utter a sound, Chen Guang knocked on the door again, as if his fingers had pierced through the door and struck her back.
Amid Jiang Chuan's blatant questioning, the continuous vibration of her phone beneath her buttocks, and the relentless knocking on the door, her reason finally crumbled. A burst of intense white light exploded before her eyes, and her entire world shattered completely at that moment.
At the same time, the phone automatically stopped ringing after a long wait, and the sound of a bag being gently hung on the doorknob came from outside the door, followed by footsteps fading into the distance.
Lin Yu's tense body finally relaxed, and he collapsed onto Jiang Chuan's shoulder as if all his strength had left him, burying his burning cheeks in the crook of his neck, his chest heaving violently, his breathing rapid and disordered.
Her ankle boots had already been rubbed off halfway, hanging loosely on her slender insteps, while her long legs remained tightly wrapped around Jiang Chuan's waist.
"Are you nervous, or... excited?" Jiang Chuan stopped all his movements, gently pried open her lips, which were marked with blood, with his fingertips, and inserted his thumb, his voice hoarse and deep.
"Maybe he's already heard the noise behind the door and guessed what mischief we're up to..."
"You...you're so mean..." Lin Yu trembled upon hearing this, her tongue curling around Jiang Chuan's fingers and pressing against his chest. Her tearful accusation was muffled on his neck, like a cat that had been bullied and was scratching at someone, with a strange sense of coquettishness.
"This is just the beginning, Banban!" Jiang Chuan said, then pulled his fingers out, picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, quickly tossing her onto the single bed.
The bed frame groaned under the weight, and he immediately climbed on top of her, pinning both her wrists to the pillow with one hand.
Lin Yu buried his face in the fluffy pillow, trying to swallow all the embarrassing sounds with the cotton. But soft sobs still leaked out from the gaps in the pillowcase, mingling with the rhythm of the swaying bed frame, turning into creaking and panting.
She arched her back, trying to escape, but Jiang Chuan pressed her back down onto the disheveled sheets. "Gently, gently..." she sobbed, her fingernails scratching red marks on the back of his hand.
"It won't be light." Jiang Chuan's breath was hot, unyielding, and he responded hoarsely, biting the back of her neck.
The sound of Chen Guang closing the door came from downstairs. Lin Yu immediately tensed up and begged for mercy with all his might. "Brother...please."
Her voice trembled, afraid that Chen Guang, who had returned to his room, would hear her, since the old house's floorboards were not soundproof.
"No..." Jiang Chuan paused, then grabbed her waist and flipped her over. On the narrow single bed, her eyes were red-rimmed, tears streaming down her face, her wet eyes looking at him blankly and aggrievedly.
Jiang Chuan wiped away the tears on her face with his thumb, then lowered his head and kissed the tip of her reddened nose. "What should I call you? You know, Banban!"
Lin Yu shook his head in confusion, and before he could react, he was swept up in his storm-like invasion.
His expression was calm, and his clothes were still neat, with even the top button of his shirt tightly fastened.
His neck, however, was constricted by the restrained madness, causing sharp blue veins to bulge, and his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly within the tightly sealed collar, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Amidst the violent jolting, Lin Yu trembled as she touched his taut jaw, gently stroking it along the rise and fall of his Adam's apple, murmuring in a barely audible voice, "Husband..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Chuan's lips pressed down hard. With a cracking sound of the bed leg breaking under the weight, he caught Lin Yu's head, and the two of them fell to the ground along with the collapsing mattress.
In that moment of weightlessness, their lips and tongues remained locked in a fierce embrace, as if it were the last kiss before the end of the world.
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