When Lu Beichen opened the door and entered the room, Ji Niandong was sitting in a chair by the bed, blow-drying her hair.
She tilted her head so that all her hair fell to one side, cascading down like a black waterfall, making her already fair skin seem almost translucent.
A dark pink silk camisole nightgown clung to her body, revealing a hint of her delicate collarbone and half of a soft curve, leaving no doubt about her graceful silhouette. The nightgown reached her thighs, and her smooth, slender legs dangled casually off the ground...
Lu Beichen seemed to recall the sensation of those legs wrapped around his waist!
He strode over, quietly taking the hairdryer from her hands, gently blow-drying her hair.
Ji Niandong loved this feeling; his actions were always gentle, as if she were a treasured gem he cherished deeply, filling her with a sense of happiness!
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his fingertips running through her hair, making her feel light and airy!
"Mm!" Feeling his tongue lightly licking her lips, Ji Niandong opened her eyes, and he turned off the hairdryer, tossing it aside.
His large hands held her shoulders steady, preventing her from moving, and just as Ji Niandong was about to speak, his tongue had already invaded deeply, passionately exploring.
She involuntarily leaned back from the intense teasing, while he pressed forward.
"Ah..." He suddenly released his hold, kissing her behind the ear, mixing nibbles and licks, causing her to go instinctively limp, resting against the back of the chair.
"Little Uncle...Little Uncle, don’t..." He seemed to know all her sensitive spots, making her tremble uncontrollably.
"As agreed, do whatever I want!" He pressed against her, once again sealing her lips, with such force that it seemed he wanted to merge her into himself, "Smells so good, just like spicy crayfish!"
Spicy crayfish... delicious?!
Ji Niandong didn’t have time to protest against this deceiver, as his fingertips started gently rubbing behind her ear, then slowly traced down her neck, both hands gripping her slender waist, his kisses also moving slowly downward... reaching her lower belly! She was rendered speechless!
"No... don’t kiss..., Little Uncle... mm!" A repressed ecstasy escaped from her mouth. Ji Niandong opened her mouth, and after several seconds, she finally raised her head to look at him.
He actually... kissed there!
She reached out to push him away, but with waves of pleasure, she instinctively clutched his hair, "Little... Little Uncle!"
Her cries were laced with heavy allure, and the man grew increasingly uncontrollable.
Her long legs instinctively wrapped around his back, seeking some support, but she felt lighter and lighter, even her toes curling involuntarily.
One hand gripping the chair’s back, the other half-pushing, half-grasping at the man’s hair, lips tightly pressed together, all her willpower finally faded, and she let out a series of soft moans.
"Little Uncle, no... don’t..." All her words were stuck in her throat, an indescribable... pleasure!
Feeling like she was utterly emptied, she instinctively grabbed at the man’s chest, clinging to his collar!
"Don’t what?" His seductive voice sounded in her ear, her nose filled with the unique woody scent of the man.
"Don’t!" She leaned into him as if enchanted. Her whole body was sprawled on the chair, her legs unable to move an inch.
"Alright... no!" Lu Beichen held her hand, smoothly taking off his clothes.
As the small woman clutched at whatever she could, he had already taken complete control.
"Mm..." She couldn’t help but swallow, a satisfying surge of pleasure filling her entire body, and unconsciously, she left a red mark on his chest.
It was clearly humiliating, yet she couldn’t control herself!