午夜的女人

Translator: 549690339

Su Ruowan looked at the time. It was already 9:30 pm. Thinking that she still had a daughter at home, she gently lowered her head and kissed Jing Yanxi’s tender little face. She placed him on the bed and covered him with a thin blanket before quietly leaving the room.

The living room outside was a little dark, and only a faint yellow wall lamp was lit at the entrance of the room.

Su Ruowan didn’t expect Jing Muchen to go to bed so early today. She walked quietly to the sofa in the living room. She wanted to quietly pick up her bag and leave, but she didn’t expect someone to be lying on the sofa.

Jing Muchen had his arms crossed over his chest. He was only wearing a white bathrobe and his eyes were closed, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Even when he was asleep, he was still in such a defensive posture. Su Ruowan secretly thought to herself. She gently moved her feet and walked over, only to find that her bag was being used as a pillow under her head.

Su Ruowan had no choice but to forcefully take her bag away, afraid that she would wake him up. Could it be that she had to wake him up?

After hesitating for a moment, Su Ruowan decided to be gentle. She should not wake him up.

So, she bent down and slowly reached out her hand.

Just as she touched his slightly wet black hair, her slender wrist was grabbed by a strong palm in the next second.

Su Ruowan was shocked. She had already fallen onto his body. Her hand was on his strong chest. Although it was separated by a layer of bathrobe, there was still a warm body temperature that clearly spread to her palm and heart.

“You’re pretending to be asleep again!” Su Ruowan didn’t dare to speak loudly. She thought of the last time in her hometown in G City, he also used this trick, and today she actually fell into his trap again.

Waves of triumphant laughter came from the chest underneath her body to her ears. That voice was low and somewhat magnetic. Coupled with the intimate position she was in with him at this moment, Su Ruowan couldn’t help but blush.

“I want to go back to the Body-Spirit.” The woman’s voice sounded especially soft in the dark living room. Jing Muchen’s eyes darkened and one of his hands had already reached into her thin shirt. His hot hands were burning her fragile rationality everywhere.

The next step, Su Ruowan only felt her entire body being hugged tightly by him as she stood up. Then, her feet were suspended in the air. The man had already hugged her by the waist and strode into the bedroom.

Throughout the entire process, Jing Muchen’s firm chin was buried between Su Ruowan’s neck and collarbone. Perhaps it was because it was already night, but his stubble was a little prickly. Su Ruowan frowned and felt a little uncomfortable. She reached out and wanted to push his head away, but who knew that her hand would be grabbed by him and stuck to her ear, welcoming his increasingly fierce attack.

Su Ruowan thought in a daze, were they having an affair like this?

After that…

“I want to go back to the Body-Spirit.” Su Ruowan said weakly. She wrapped her shirt with only three buttons left and crawled towards the end of the bed with her hands and feet.

Unexpectedly, Jing Muchen’s wolf-like eyes narrowed when he saw her actions. He grabbed her slender ankle and pulled her back.

Then, it was another round of survival of the fittest.

The next morning, when Su Ruowan opened her eyes, the alarm bells in her head rang.

Last night, I actually fell asleep so tired!

Jiujiu! Ignoring the pain from head to toe, she pushed away the arm that was still wrapped around her waist and staggered out of the bed.

“What are you doing?” A deep and hoarse male voice rang out. Jing Muchen sat up half-naked, and the area below his buttocks was barely covered by a thin black silk blanket. A few strands of black hair hung down. On that perfect and exquisite male face, a pair of long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Su Ruowan who was in a hurry to put on her clothes..