Nuptial Chamber Next Door - C 2.6
Just like the feeling he left her that night.
When she closed her eyes, her thoughts drifted to him again. She didn’t know what happened. Since she went back to Beijing, her whereabouts were not a secret. Why didn’t he call her? Was it because he was too busy?
Unable to help herself, she dialed his mobile phone, but his answering machine picked up as always. “Sorry, the phone you dialed is off or not in the service area.”
As soon as she put down the phone, her doorbell rang.
It’s so late, who could that be? On her way to the door, she grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her body before putting on her bathrobe. Through the peephole, she saw a man wearing an olive-green military uniform standing outside. There was no reason to believe that whoever was out there was anything but a serviceman. It was so sacred and solemn a duty that it could not be violated. It made people trust him for no reason.
But his standing posture was not as straight as before. He stood with his hands on the wall, and his body seemed to be tottering.
Without thinking about it, Bo Bing opened the door.
Ye Zhengchen didn’t wait for her to finish her sentence. He embraced her, the thick smell of wine wafting from his body. “Girl.”
“Were you drinking?”
“Mm.” He let go of her and went to the sofa to sit.
“How much did you drink?”
He rubbed his forehead and said, “Our teacher, he is very good at drinking…”
“Teacher?” Wasn’t his teacher in Beijing?
“Well, our division won this exercise. As he was happy, he gave me a day off.”
“One day? So after you drank, you came to Nanzhou… ”
Ye Zhengchen opened his eyes and half squinted at her, his voice vague, “Is there any water?”
“Yes, just wait here.” Bo Bing hurried to the kitchen to get some water. While waiting, her eyes were locked on the furrowed eyebrows of the person on the sofa. When she thought of him coming to Nanzhou by plane after drinking like this, she felt warm from the bottom of her heart.
Before the water could overflow, she turned off the water dispenser.
“Here…,” she said bringing the glass to him.
He lay motionless, eyes closed, his breath settling.
She knelt on the carpet in front of the sofa with the water cup in her hands. Instead of disturbing him, she let him rest quietly as time slipped away.
The light of the floor lamp shone on Ye Zhengchen’s raised eyebrows. This face, which appeared countless times in her dreams, was so close and yet so far away. Unconsciously, her hand brushed his brow, the familiar touch evoking a tremble in her fingertips.
Her hand felt as if it had been shocked.
Ye Zhengchen’s frowned deepened and he moved his body with difficulty. His heavy military uniform suited him well, but in his tangled sleeping position, his clothes were stuffy and hot, and he was very uncomfortable. Especially the top button tightly cinching his throat, making it a little difficult to breathe.
His face was getting redder and his hair was dripping with sweat.
Staring at his neckline for a long time, Bo Bing put the cup on the tea table, her fingers quietly extending to his throat. The button was slightly cool while the skin beneath was hot, which made her heart tremble and her fingers shake.
She hesitated for a moment, then straightened.
It took her longer than she liked and the palms of the hands were full of sweat, but the button was finally undone. The military uniform with its half-open collar suddenly held a different kind of temptation, especially on an attractive man’s body.
Her hand reached out to his second button. The gold buttons on his uniform were loosened one by one under her hands. After unbuttoning the last one, she was relieved. As she was thinking about how to help him take off his coat, she unexpectedly looked into a pair of dark eyes.
“You’re awake?” Her heart was beating fast in her chest., “Would you like some water?” she asked in a low voice.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a mischievous smile hung on his lips. “You seem particularly interested in my buttons.”
“I.” She blushed.”I thought you might be a little hot…”
“It is a little hot.” He agreed. He sat up enough to lean over and whisper in her ear, “Go on.”
“It’s already open.” She answered with difficulty.
“And the shirt…”
She was so embarrassed that she put the glass to his lips in a hurry. “Drink some water first.”
He drank a lot, a few drops of crystal water hanging on his thin lips. She had to fight the urge to suck them dry.
“Have you had dinner? Would you like me to cook noodles for you?” she asked softly.
“Oh, that would be good!” Ye Zhengchen smiled, leaning comfortably back on the sofa cushion as she went to busy herself in the kitchen. He was brought back to the time three years ago; when he was tired, he could just walk into her warm home and see her busy back in the kitchen.
The Chief of Staff walked into the kitchen and the fragrance of rose mixed with lavender assaulted his senses.
She stood in front of him, her hair half wet. Water droplets fell from the tips onto her reddish skin, the crystal clear drops a provocation. She was like a classical oil painting, every color was a temptation of serenity.
Ye Zhengchen couldn’t help wrapping his arms around her. Although he missed the delicious Dandan noodles, there were some things he missed even more.
“Don’t cook yet. Let’s do something else.”
“Ah?” She wanted to shake her head but held back.
A man’s desire for a woman was more tempting than even her cooking.
His hand went to her waist, stroking across the thick towel. As expected, she was bare beneath the towel. “How about we discuss how many times you owe me for helping you with your lessons. ”
“……” She fell into thought.
Her serious expression was the most beautiful in his eyes. In the past three years, every time he stood outside the bacteria culture room, he would think of the girl who was cultivating organisms inside. It was almost as if he could hear her voice pleading with the bacteria: “I beg you, be strong, you must live.”
Sometimes, he wondered if this lovely girl hadn’t met him, would she still be so lovely all the time. Sighing, he reached up and rubbed her damp hair.
The water gradually grew hot. While it boiled in the pot above the pale blue flames, a surge of warmth flowed through him.
Ye Zhengchen felt like he was the water on the fire, about to be boiled. How could he be in the mood to eat noodles now? He held her face and kissed her straightforwardly. As soon as he touched her sweet lips, his thoughts scattered. All calmness and rationality abandoned him and was replaced with the most primitive desire of men.
He pushed her robe down her shoulders and tugged her towel away. She was incredibly soft.
After losing himself in her lips, he undid his belt and pushed the woman in his arms down onto the dining table. She lay on the snow-colored tablecloth, deliciously naked. Everything, from her night-dark hair to her tiny toes, was beautiful.
He bent over her slender legs and spread them.
She swallowed her automatic denial, staring at him imploringly. Her gaze was no longer indifferent but begging, the same as those times in his memory.
Hearing the yearning in his voice, she lay back with shining eyes.
He thrust in, burying himself deep in her warmth. He wanted to hold her like this for the rest of his life and never let go.
The water in the pot was bubbling fiercely, the water vapor getting thicker and thicker. Her beautiful body rocked in front of him, her flushed cheeks, long hair, pink neck, and fragrant shoulders brushed against his skin like a caress even as her soft mounds were kneaded by him.
What else could make a man so crazy?
He smiled and kissed her lips, “Girl, let’s get married!”
This sentence. She had been waiting for it for so long. Biting her lip, she looked at him, a crystal tear falling from her watery eyes.
He stopped, smoothing away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and sweeping away her dripping hair. “Why are you crying? Didn’t you always want to marry a soldier?”
Her hands touched the lapels of his uniform. “I’ve only seen sex wolves in white coats before. I didn’t expect that there were animals in military uniforms also.”
“Don’t be so disillusioned about men. Professors are not necessarily good at what they do. Maybe they’re not even as good as animals.”
“Is that right? Maybe I’ll have the chance to see it. ”
“You! Don’t even think about it!”
After that, she was ravished as the fierce, battle-hardened chief of staff devoted himself to her. The heat between her legs grew into an inferno that almost drowned her.
Her body trembled, clenching around him as her climax hit her, so extreme that it overwhelmed her. Every inch of her skin felt hypersensitive. But, he refused to let her go and instead pushed her already drained body into the world of addiction.