Lu Wanwan looked down and realized that he looked like a hen that had its eggs stolen.
"Li Jingchen, do you lack any virtue?"
"Haha!" Li Jingchen's laughter suddenly became louder.
Lu Wanwan saw that his Adam's apple was trembling, and suddenly his mind became hot. He grabbed the back of his neck with his hands, leaned over, bit his Adam's apple, and rubbed his teeth in retaliation: "I let you
laugh!"
After Li Jingchen said "Huh", his face showed an expression of half pain and half joy.
"Wanwan..." He clenched and unclenched his hands, unclenched and tightened them again. After a moment, he patted her little head lovingly and restrainedly, and coaxed: "Don't make trouble."
When Lu Wanwan heard his voice, he was even hoarse than before he drank rock sugar and stewed snow pears. He couldn't help but let go of his teeth and looked at him calmly: "I'm sorry... I went too far and forgot about you."
My throat is uncomfortable..."
Li Jingchen smiled bitterly. What he was feeling uncomfortable now was not his throat...
Seeing Li Jingchen looking at her with resentment and saying nothing, Lu Wanwan felt even more guilty: "Well, how about I rub it for you?"
Li Jingchen avoided her little hand and said patiently: "No need."
Lu Wanwan looked at his sexy Adam's apple that was bitten red and said, "Don't be angry, I promise it will be very gentle this time."
"If it doesn't work, it won't work." Li Jingchen grabbed her hand that was about to do something random. He was afraid that she would think too much, so he promptly gave a reason: "My Adam's apple is my sensitive point. If I keep lifting it, something will happen, huh?"
Lu Wanwan retracted his hand angrily and asked, "Why do you have so many sensitive points?"
You can't touch your waist, you can't touch your mouth, that's fine, now you can't even touch your Adam's apple?
Li Jingchen looked at her with deep eyes and said: "My sensitive point is not on me, but on you. As long as you fan the flames, it will start a prairie fire anywhere. Do you understand?"
Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh" with a red face.
Li Jingchen asked strangely: "I'm the one being provoked, why are you blushing?"
As he bent down to examine her movements, the collar of his gray bathrobe revealed a little bit of his muscular chest, bringing with it a sultry aura.
"It's nothing." Lu Wanwan turned around, picked up the empty bowl that Li Jingchen had placed beside her, and said, "Put me down quickly, I'm going to wash the dishes."
"I'll just go and wash it. You can dry your hair and don't catch a cold."
After Li Jingchen pinched her long, semi-wet hair, he took the empty bowl and went out.
As soon as his breath disappeared, the warmth on Lu Wanwan's face gradually dissipated.
In fact, how could Li Jingchen not be in her sensitive spots?
If he had just said a few more words, her body would probably have softened.
*
The next day.
The early morning light shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the intertwined bodies of men and women on the bed.
I saw Li Jingchen hugging Lu Wanwan sideways, his big honey-colored hands intertwined with her beautiful white hands.
He was obviously awake, but when he looked up and saw Lu Wanwan still sleeping soundly, he lay back down again, enjoying the wonderful time of being intimate with her.
At this time, An An was in a worse situation.
He is still waiting to play tennis with Li Jingchen on the top floor.
As a result, people were waiting left and right, but no one could be found, so they could only play with their empty racquets in boredom.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
An An took it out and looked at it, and found that it was a text message from Li Xiuqi, which said——
[Huai'an, great-grandfather and great-grandmother thought of you again last night. Do you want to come and see them?]