Jiang Yuan never expected Lin Kong to act so boldly. The warm breath and soft lips lingering on her face felt both electrifying and overwhelming. Initially, she intended to break free from Lin Kong’s embrace, but Lin Kong had her pinned down, holding her wrists firmly as if she had anticipated Jiang Yuan's resistance. Like a playful puppy, Lin Kong licked and kissed her face.
At first, Jiang Yuan thought Lin Kong was just being playful, albeit more so than usual. Trying to relax, she said helplessly, "Kong'er, stop messing around."
However, Lin Kong continued, her gentle breaths trailing down Jiang Yuan’s nose until they sealed over her lips.
“Mmm... Kong'er... stop...” Jiang Yuan instinctively struggled, realizing Lin Kong wasn’t playing—she was genuinely kissing her, without consent.
Lin Kong ignored her pleas, continuing her affection.
The clumsy rubbing of lips and the slick sensation in her mouth stirred something in Jiang Yuan, a tension within her that nearly snapped. She thought she would resist Lin Kong’s closeness, yet her feelings were unexpectedly conflicted, though she suppressed them.
Lin Kong, following what she had learned, reveled in the intimacy, becoming somewhat lost in the sensation, unable to gauge the limits.
Jiang Yuan felt as if Lin Kong were devouring her like a delicacy, her lips even aching from the pressure. She almost questioned whether it was really Lin Kong, though the awkwardness was unmistakably hers.
With her limbs restrained, Jiang Yuan stopped resisting, biting her lip and lying still, allowing Lin Kong’s chaotic kisses while her heart grew cold.
She disliked passivity, especially in such matters, preferring control and dominance. Now she felt like meat on a chopping board, at Lin Kong’s mercy.
As Lin Kong realized she couldn’t deepen the kiss, she settled for continuing her mischief on Jiang Yuan’s lips, then slowly moved to another spot.
After a moment, she glanced up. Jiang Yuan’s normally cool demeanor was tinged with an unusual blush, convincing Lin Kong of her actions. Tightening her grip on Jiang Yuan’s waist, Lin Kong leaned down to continue.
Seizing the moment, Jiang Yuan turned her head, her chest rising and falling, speaking coldly, “Get off me.”
Rarely did she get angry, but this time her temper flared.
Sensitive to Jiang Yuan’s mood, Lin Kong recoiled slightly, asking timidly, “Wife... you didn’t like it?”
She looked at Jiang Yuan hopefully, enjoying the closeness and wishing Jiang Yuan would too. But Jiang Yuan’s indifferent gaze and cold expression were all she received.
“Wife... are you angry?” Lin Kong asked anxiously, her eyes bright yet filled with a hint of trepidation.
Jiang Yuan ignored her, indeed feeling angry.
Lin Kong’s forceful approach left her feeling violated.
More frustrating was Lin Kong’s disregard for her words, clearly influenced by someone else. Jiang Yuan believed someone must have taught Lin Kong, as she wouldn’t figure this out alone.
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The Foolish Husband of the Landlord's Family (GL)
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