It was as if she completely lacked flaws.
He was confident that his love for her was not biased because she was his wife. Any man who saw her would think she was a picturesque beauty, even more beautiful than a painting itself.
Mu Yeli walked over and pushed her from behind.
She said, "Higher."
"Even higher."
But the reality was that the swing could not go much higher.
The swing, akin to a rattan chair, could only go so high.
He said, "That’s it, it can’t go any higher. This is designed for a lady to lightly swing on, not for you to wildly sway."
"How rude, are you saying I’m not ladylike?"
"Yes."
"Hmph, all n are the sa."
Mu Yeli smiled and stopped the swing from moving.
The swing ca to a halt. He said, "Indeed, didn’t you know that?"
"You... you still confessed your love for ."
"Yes, all n are like this: what they can’t have is always the best. Now that I have you, you’re not the best anymore."
"You..."
Mu Yeli said, "So, to win back, don’t you think you should do sothing?"
Ye Ning huffed and pushed his chest, "I’m not ladylike, I don’t know what to do."
Mu Yeli sat next to her, "Oh, in that case, let teach you."
With that, he held her face, bringing his lips to hers for a kiss.
Ye Ning stared at him, stunned.
He said, "Be good, let have a taste."
"..."
What insolence!
Such lust...
But, strangely enough, why did her body react with warmth to his words?
"What are you doing, we’re in public..."
"Don’t worry, no one’s watching, be good..."
"You... you’re tricking ..."
"You’re just realizing this now? It’s too late..."
"No, the swing... it’ll move..."
"Isn’t that great."
"...No, the swing might break."
He was so strong.
"Relax, it’s reinforced. If it breaks, none of the maintenance workers here will live to see another day."
The truth was...it didn’t break.
But, Ye Ning felt like she had been duped again.
With such intense movent, with every high, she felt as if she were floating on clouds.
Her mind began to wander uncontrollably.
In the end, she could only tightly grasp the two sides of the swing.
But it was hard to maintain a firm grip, she felt like she could fall at any mont.
Even if she didn’t fall, she was shaken up, first moving forward, then abruptly backward.
Finally, when the swing stopped, Ye Ning felt like she was about to fall.
But the swing kept on moving, endlessly.
Ye Ning felt the blood rushing to her head, her vision started to blur. The only thing she could do was hug him tightly with her wet hands to keep from falling off.
Mu Yeli looked at her with satisfaction, smiling, and gave her forehead a lingering kiss.
"Not bad, I think, at least it’s effective."
As for Ye Ning...
At this mont, she was biting into his shoulder.
Liar!
You said we were going swinging.
(Four more updates, I need more votes, isn’t this sweet, hehehe...)
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