Spring is coming in the rain.
Lin Jingmo stayed in his arms for the rest of the night, feeling peaceful and calm. When she woke up, her fever had gone down, and some things had changed subtly.
The most obvious thing was that they began to sleep in the same bed. They
had been sleeping in separate rooms during the past few days when they were in Donggang, transferring to Xiangcheng and coming to the United States. But after Lin Jingmo started sleeping in the same bed the night she had a fever, he continued to sleep in the same bed the next night.
Lin Jingmo was still a little drowsy after the high fever in the morning, but she was completely well by the afternoon. SHe visited the horse farm and even did some gymnastics after dinner.
When it was time to go to bed, Cheng Yaosi came out of the cloakroom after changing into pajamas. Everything seemed to have happened naturally.
She moved inside expressionlessly. She was not without nervousness in her heart. A voice kept asking her if she agreed if he wanted it. But even if she didn't agree, he would play with her like the first time until she nodded...
She had never had good self-control in this regard.
Agree then?
It was too fast. He would laugh at her for being so proud.
Lin Jingmo was entangled in this little thing for a long time, biting the corner of the quilt, not knowing what to do. Her back was slumped, but her heart was lifted. He came close to her like last time, his palm fell on her waist, and then from her waist to her lower abdomen, his fingertips slightly circling around her belly button through a layer of cloth.
The force was light like a feather scratching, tingling.
His thumb reached the edge under the breast, just on the line that undulated into a hill. The sensitive tip seemed to feel that it was about to be played with, and quietly stood up, and the inside was tense and swollen. Lin Jingmo's hand was on the bed beside her. Her breathing began to disorder. She couldn't help but want to pull his hand away, but she only touched his fingers.
It was very hot, and the fine grain lines on the skin became very obvious. Her heart jumped suddenly. She didn't know whether she was guilty or what, she just wanted to withdraw quickly, but he held her wrist and slid up along the silky skin inside her wrist little by little, as if full of attachment, until their fingers were intertwined.
Just when Lin Jingmo was wondering what would happen next, Cheng Yaosi whispered, "Go to sleep."
The heat behind her neck rose and fell, and there was silence all around. He really didn't move again, but just held her tightly in the same position as before. Lin Jingmo felt empty in the chest, and couldn't tell whether it was relief or something else.
Listening to her gradually steady breathing behind her, Lin Jingmo felt sleepy and slowly closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again in the morning, she looked at her chest.
He placed his long fingers on it and rubbed it from time to time. As for the back that she couldn't see, from the buttocks to the hole, someone's erected meat stick was very visible.
Nightgowns are not reliable. If you flip them over, there will be nothing under the quilt.
Her whole buttocks are full and round, just stuck in the sunken area under his lower abdomen, one hard and one soft, tightly attached, and fit perfectly.
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Rose of Heaven
RomanceMachine Translated Novel (MTL) Author: 美人乔 The story and cover are not mine For offline reading purpose only Introduction Poor and beautiful girls always have men willing to take shortcuts. Lin Jingmo deeply agrees. She climbed out of hell and didn...