Good-looking?
Where is it good-looking?
Is the face good-looking, or are other parts better-looking than theirs?
Xiao Jin and Xue Yinzhou had strange expressions, unable to find any reason to refute, their murderous gaze wishing to slice Jia Lan into sashimi!
Jia Lan seed embarrassed, "What are you looking at? Staring won’t help either. Tangtang nad specifically to go there. So people are jealous instead of tidying up their house. After all,~ Tangtang is afraid of ugly big mice!"
At the mont the snake tail and leopard claws approached, Jia Lan swiftly took soone and ran.
Back in the room, the door was locked, and the windows were shut tightly, the whole process was smooth like a flowing stream.
To prevent a jealous husband from barging in!
Xiao Jin and Xue Yinzhou, two large males, looked at each other helplessly, rarely forced onto the sa side!
Both of them were fired up, wanting imdiately to release the mice to bite the cat, but the little female, after provoking them, turned around and went into soone else’s room.
Their fire could only be digested by themselves back in their rooms.
...
In the room, no lights were on. After Jia Lan closed the window and door, the room fell into darkness. But for the deep-sea rmaid, this little light was incredibly clear.
He turned to look towards the bed, his breath tightened, blood rushed all over his body!
Shen Tang lay on the bed with disheveled clothes, black hair scattered, face flushed, revealing half of her snow-white shoulder and slender waist. She seed to want to remove her clothes but struggled as her fingers were tangled, unable to remove them after a long attempt.
She turned and looked at him pitifully, her hazy eyes harboring an invitation, her soft voice carrying a muffled nasal tone, "Ah Lan, it’s so hot... Can you help take off my clothes, okay?"
The fragrance of the female flooded his nostrils, Jia Lan’s breathing abruptly heavy, nose heated.
Her words practically incited him to commit a cri!
Jia Lan reached the bedside, fingers caressing her delicate waist, his heart quivering, yearning to ld this warmth into his very being!
But he thought of sothing, forcibly suppressing the urge, helped her dress properly, and covered her with a quilt.
He leaned down, kissed her lips, his voice sowhat hoarse, "It’s cold outside, I’ll fetch you pajamas."
As Shen Tang saw him turning to leave, she reached out to grab his hand, refusing to let him go.
Jia Lan had no choice but to sit on the bed, placing her on his lap, "Is your stomach unwell again?"
His arm resting behind her waist, holding her close, afraid she might fall off accidentally.
"I’m fine... I just want to be with you, to accompany you well, in case there’s no ti in the future..." Shen Tang mumbled tipsily in his embrace, one hand lightly clutching his collar, speaking intermittently.
Amidst the alluring scent, a faint sll of alcohol intermingled.
In drunkenness, one unconsciously releases the deepest emotions within, Jia Lan heard the hint of lancholy in her voice, the thought of Shen Li’s departure perhaps.
These days Shen Tang hadn’t voluntarily ntioned it, but Jia Lan could see she was silently carrying this burden.
Only while drunk did she release this sadness.
Was she worried he would leave her too?
Silly female.
He wanted to take her back to the Sea Country, how could he leave her?
Jia Lan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his lips brushed past her forehead, his beautiful eyes tinged with a helpless smile, "As long as you want, I’ll always be here, I’ll accompany you forever."
Shen Tang lowered her head, said no more.
The shadow on the neat snow-white collar that she mangled was like a fragnt of floral petals.
The first three precious jade buttons were also fiddled open by her.
Revealing the youth’s cold white, beautiful chest.
Fingers moved down his chest.
Jia Lan’s breathing abruptly heavy, his fair, handso face blushed lightly, capturing her restless little hand, his blue eyes like the deep sea flickered with undeniable heat, yet he forcibly restrained it.
He spoke hoarsely, "Stop now, Tangtang, I’ll get you pajamas, sleep well tonight, or else you’ll have a headache tomorrow."
As the youth got up to leave hurriedly, Shen Tang seized the opportunity to push him onto the bed, straddling his waist.
"Tangtang!" Jia Lan’s throat emitted a muffled groan, his ears turned red.
This lustful female supposedly drunk, yet in such matters, she had a bull’s strength!
"Ah Lan, you sll so good!" Shen Tang closed in, lowering her head to deeply inhale the scent of his snow-white neck, irresistibly fragrant.
She wanted to devour him in one bite!
Jia Lan’s handso face turned red, "I’ll make you so sobering soup."
"No." Shen Tang held him down firmly, refusing to let him move.
She stroked the man’s exquisite handso face, fingers touching his soft, ruby lips, smiling mischievously, "The sobering soup surely isn’t here."
"..."
She sat on his waist, closely entwined.
Jia Lan shut his eyes, feeling on the brink of madness.
He never was one with firm resolve.
With her teasing, how could he possibly endure?
But each ti, when Jia Lan desired closeness with her, scenes of that incident surfaced in his mind.
He would unintentionally harm her.
He was afraid of losing control again, causing irreversible damage.
Since that accident, under Shen Tang’s comfort, although he no longer avoided her daily, he still tried to prevent intense intimacy.
He hadn’t been affectionate with her for a long ti.
Desires unbearable, emotions unrestrained.
Shen Tang felt sothing unusual where she sat, instinctively trying to move, yet the long, cool hand suddenly tightly pressed on her waist, holding her in his embrace.
Thin lips brushed over her ear, conveying a hoarse, aggrieved voice, "Tangtang, I miss you too, want to kiss, want to hold you..."
"Let know your joy, and let you know my joy."
"I want to feel you well, always have you."
He held her in his embrace, like speaking to himself.
Shen Tang could feel his tense body, suppressing deep love and desire! She looked up at his exquisitely contoured chin, and reached to touch his flawless, handso face, fingers gently brushed over the beautifully soft lips, she liked it, but felt a hint of sorrow.
The little female drunk, her mind sowhat unclear, but Jia Lan could feel the sadness she exuded.
He heard her say dully,
"Then you can’t lie, should always stay by my side."
Jia Lan was montarily dazed, before he could respond, the woman leaned up and kissed his lips, her legs clinging around his waist.
Boom.
Jia Lan’s eyes suddenly brimd with purple-red brilliance, couldn’t bear it anymore, flipping her underneath.
The waves rolled, the night ward.
The amorous movent lasted till the next morning.
...
When Shen Tang woke up, her whole body felt painfully soft, even her head throbbed intensely.
She had already been dressed, cleaned by Jia Lan embracing her.
Jia Lan sat by the bed, pouring her a cup of honey water.
Shen Tang saw the red marks on the man’s chest, her face flushed.
The noble refined young man only wore a white-gold robe, collar loosely hanging, ravaged quite severely. Cold white skin left with traces of scratches, enough to show how intense the last night was.
Jia Lan looked at her with a gaze still holding a hint of resentnt.
Last night she was drunk, he dared not go too far, allowed her mischief.
Unexpectedly, this lustful female, though her mind unclear, her body still sincerely honest.
Hands-on all over, pinching and biting.
Tried every way to tornt him.
No courtesy at all!
Shen Tang clearly recalled the fragnted events of last night, rare a bit guilty, sipping the water slowly.
Oh dear.
She seed to have done so foolish things after drinking, even said so silly words.
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