Xu Wanyue’s body was soft and fragrant.
Hugging her felt so warm. Lin Cheng lowered his head to lightly sniff the faint fragrance wafting from her neck, feeling instantly healed. His hand quietly slid down a little, his fingertips gently pinching the girl’s snowy buttocks. Xu Wanyue suddenly let go, her eyes gazing at him soulfully as she puffed up her cheeks slightly. “That’s too much.”
Lin Cheng pulled away from her embrace and looked down at the white silk thigh-high socks tightly wrapping her snowy white thighs under her skirt hem, complete with cute butterfly bows. They looked no thicker than 20D, translucent enough to reveal the soft white flesh beneath. He winked at Xu Wanyue. “Wearing white silk stockings at home is way too much!”
“I’ve told you, they feel so comfy when they wrap around like this.” Xu Wanyue huffed lightly, took his hand, and led him to the sofa. She had just finished showering and was watching an idol drama, letting her nearly dry hair air-dry the rest of the way before planning to lie in bed, scroll some videos, and sleep. But then Lin Cheng had suddenly shown up. His hand quietly covered her snowy soft thigh, giving it a gentle pinch. Xu Wanyue’s body trembled lightly.
“That tickles.”
“You’re just too sensitive.”
Lin Cheng stopped pinching and just gently stroked it—soft and bouncy, yet so tender and moist. The lace-trimmed sock tops contrasted beautifully with her skirt hem, forming that exquisite absolute territory. Xu Wanyue sat there obediently, letting Lin Cheng freely touch her skin. But when his fingertips brushed the soft flesh on her inner thigh, she instinctively clamped her legs together, trapping his hand inside. She turned her head, looked at him seriously, and reached out to lightly tap his lips. “No naughty stuff.”
“I’m not doing anything naughty.”
“Nip those naughty desires in the bud.” Xu Wanyue parted her legs, freeing his hand. He’d had his fill of touching, but soon he lay down on her lap, resting his head on her thigh and looking up at her. But Xu Wanyue was focused on the TV, showing no desire to even glance at him.
“Why won’t you look at me?”
“Because I’m watching TV.” Xu Wanyue looked down, reached out, and gently pinched his cheek. “What’s got you upset?”
“I’m not upset.”
“You looked really upset just now.”
“It’s fine. Seeing you makes me happy again.” Lin Cheng winked at her.
Xu Wanyue giggled softly, bringing her fingertip to his lips. Lin Cheng instinctively parted his lips slightly and gently sucked on her finger. Xu Wanyue’s cheeks flushed pink; she yanked her finger back like she’d been electrocuted and gazed at him with a deep, meaningful look. “So… wanna sleep together tonight?”
“Mm… I’ll head out in a bit.”
“Eh?” Xu Wanyue tilted her head, confused.
“I just feel like… sleeping together might make me wanna do naughty things to you.” Lin Cheng was straightforward about it.
“Yeah… you’re right.” Xu Wanyue nodded lightly. “Then why didn’t it happen before?”
“Because the white silk stockings and short skirt are too tempting.”
“Then should I change into something else and sleep with you?”
“Mm, that sounds like a good idea.”
What an odd conversation.
Five minutes later, Lin Cheng was pushed into the bathroom to shower.
Xu Wanyue had bought him new pajamas—way better quality than the takeout ones from before. He noticed an electric toothbrush and razor by the vanity mirror, plus two matching cups in different colors: the pink one held Xu Wanyue’s toothbrush, and the blue one was his.
When Lin Cheng emerged from the bathroom, Xu Wanyue was already lying obediently in bed waiting for him. She had changed into a loose white oversized T-shirt, with baggy light-colored jeans covering her long legs completely, exposing only her pair of tender white feet. The white silk stockings were gone, her slender jade feet slightly arched.
Lin Cheng quickly got into bed beside her, burying his face in her soft belly and sniffing her scent like a greedy child. Xu Wanyue gently stroked his head. “Alright, alright, time to sleep.”
Lin Cheng rested his head on her belly again. Xu Wanyue turned off the lights, leaving only the dim bedside lamp. But Lin Cheng couldn’t fall asleep for a long while…
He liked lying in someone’s arms like this—maybe because someone used to always lie in his arms in the past.
But tonight, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He wanted to touch her legs, but they were blocked by the jeans. He scooted up to her shoulder, looking into her eyes. “Wanna touch.”
“Touch what?”
“Touch legs.”
“Eek…” Xu Wanyue poked his face, threw off the covers, sat up, turned on the light, and went to the closet to grab a pair of home loungewear shorts. Then she looked into his eyes. “Then you have to close your eyes obediently, okay?”
Lin Cheng obediently closed his eyes. A minute later, he heard movement as Xu Wanyue got back into bed. His hand could finally touch her soft, snowy white thighs again. So satisfying.
A while later, Lin Cheng lay obediently beside her, facing each other. His restless hand quietly slipped under her T-shirt, fingertips lightly brushing her snowy soft belly—it was smooth and tender no matter where he touched.
Human desires only grow with indulgence. Touching her legs led to wanting to touch her belly, and touching her belly led to wanting… Xu Wanyue didn’t pull his hand out, so his opportunistic desires quietly swelled inside.
“Wanna… touch a little.”
Xu Wanyue’s eyes gazed at him lingeringly. “Not being good again, huh?”
“Just… once.”
Xu Wanyue looked seriously into his eyes. It was strange; even though her words were making excessive demands, her eyes looked like those of a pitiful little dog, making one want to hold her in their arms and comfort her properly. Her gaze was conflicted. After about five or six seconds, she heard Lin Cheng say, “Forget it… I was just saying.”
“Just… once.” Xu Wanyue muttered softly, “Don’t, don’t pinch too hard…”
When Lin Cheng’s fingertips quietly crept up a little higher, Xu Wanyue’s body trembled lightly, her waist instinctively arching up slightly. She lightly bit her lips, her body turning tingly and numb. Before Lin Cheng’s fingertips could withdraw, Xu Wanyue suddenly leaned in and kissed his lips.
Lin Cheng’s eyes widened slightly.
……Got teased again.
……Captured again.
The kiss in the dim light was lingering and enchanting. Xu Wanyue’s legs tensed up, her pink tender lips seeming moist and glistening like tempting jelly. A few seconds later, she pulled Lin Cheng’s hand out, her fingertips lightly poking his chest several times as her voice grew very soft again. “Alright… can we sleep now?”
Mm, going to sleep~
Lin Cheng buried his cheek against her side.
He didn’t know how much time had passed—ten minutes? Maybe fifteen minutes.
Suddenly, Lin Cheng’s muttering voice rang out in the room, “Are you asleep?”
“Not yet.”
“Thought of an interesting question.”
“Mm, you ask.”
“What kind of boyfriend do you hope for?”
“Mmm, something gentler.”
“Am I gentle?”
“Sure.”
“So, are there any other requirements?”
“You have to be good to me.”
“Mm, anything else?”
“And he has to be very rich… that way, we can avoid a ton of troubles.”
“I can become very rich too.” Lin Cheng slowly opened his eyes, looking at Xu Wanyue. However, Xu Wanyue’s finger gently tapped his forehead. “I’ve already told you not to joke about this kind of thing anymore.”
“No, what if I’m asking very seriously?”
“You don’t meet my standards.”
“Didn’t I already meet everything you just said?” Lin Cheng replied faintly.
“But…” Xu Wanyue hesitated for a moment. She reached out and gently pulled Lin Cheng into her arms, lifting her leg to clamp him between her thighs, just like on several previous nights. She continued, “Girls all hope that the boy they like belongs only to them alone, but you’re different. You have so many girls around you. I always feel like they all have ambiguous relationships with you. Maybe you’re just a bit childish in front of me, but around them, you play different roles.”
“If you really only liked me, I’d probably like a boy like you too, but… there’s more than just me in your heart, isn’t there?”
“Actually… there’s no one in my heart.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“Do you want me to dig out my heart and show it to you?”
“No way.”
“So, did I just get rejected after confessing?”
“So, was that a confession just now?”
Xu Wanyue’s voice seemed to carry a trace of helplessness, “But you were clearly just hurt by another girl, so you came to me for comfort, right? If it weren’t for that… maybe after the team building ends, our interactions would gradually fade away, wouldn’t they?”
“Why do you feel that way?”
“A girl’s intuition, I suppose. I can’t say for sure either.”
“It won’t.” Lin Cheng said softly.
“Things like this don’t need promises.” Xu Wanyue gently rubbed the leg she had wrapped around him against his body. “Time to go to sleep obediently.”
“I can’t sleep…”
“Sister’s hugging you, be good.”
Lin Cheng closed his eyes. In truth, he already felt his eyelids slightly heavy. It seemed that, from a certain angle, Xu Wanyue was right. He himself couldn’t even say clearly whether he and Jiang Lingxue now counted as entangled inextricably. They had clearly been separated for so long, yet upon meeting again, just a few words would still make him feel tormented with a headache.
Clearly, just cutting ties completely would have been fine. Clearly, he didn’t owe her anything to begin with. Clearly, it was his appearance that changed her life, altered her predetermined fate of death. But why be tormented like this?
Perhaps it’s because you can’t bear to part with that body you can wantonly ravage and toy with, or perhaps because you can’t bear to part with those lonely eyes beneath the proud facade. But it’s clearly already become a torment, so you should cut it off as soon as possible.
Yeah, we clearly should have cut her off sooner.
What exactly are you expecting? Are you looking forward to her growth, or to changing yourself again? It’s already been nearly two years, yet it feels like you’ve just circled back to the starting point. It seems she has truly grown, but you remain completely unchanged.
Xu Wanyue suddenly released the legs she had clamped around him, instead nestling deeper into his embrace. She grabbed his arm and pulled it around herself, hugging her into his arms, then turned sideways, burying her cheek into his chest.
“I’m so sleepy, going to bed.” She mumbled softly, her breath falling on Lin Cheng’s chest.
Lin Cheng paused for a moment, then softly hummed in response.
