Chapter 653: Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water 2
To Jiang Muye, this wasn't a massage—it was pure temptation.
Especially with her breath blowing against his back, sweet as orchid.
Incredibly alluring.
Jiang Muye was completely mired in her charm.
Jiang Muye let out a comfortable sigh of relief.
He felt his body and mind both relax considerably.
Her hand swept along his back, working downward from the top.
Unbelievable!
Jiang Muye felt his body burning hot like a furnace.
"Hey, Darling, press a little lighter—hah." Jiang Muye's heartbeat was clearly heavier than before.
Especially in the pool, with the steam rising, making Jiang Muye feel even hotter.
Unbearable.
Jiang Muye, face burning, leaned against his arm, able to feel a deep tremor with her every movement.
Leng Ruoli's little face was also bright red.
If you thought she wasn't suffering too, you'd be gravely mistaken.
But she genuinely wanted to solve Jiang Muye's troubles, and genuinely wanted to give her husband a proper massage—so why did it feel like she was doing something else entirely!
Especially with this atmosphere that was indescribably strange and ambiguous.
Leng Ruoli, face exploding red, said to Jiang Muye: "Darling, this is a massage!"
"I know—hah—it's just that it feels too good. Darling, you're basically scratching an itch for me. You can definitely press harder, I can take it." Jiang Muye gave Leng Ruoli a reminder.
Leng Ruoli's little face grew even redder—she was completely too embarrassed to look at Jiang Muye.
Jiang Muye's mood was wonderful, especially facing Leng Ruoli, and his gaze grew hazy.
Even though his back was to Leng Ruoli and he couldn't see her expression, judging purely from her reactions, she must look incredibly alluring.
Jiang Muye secretly glanced backward.
Her little face was indeed no different from what he'd imagined—truly beautiful.
Red lips, white teeth—simply tempting to the extreme.
One glance and Jiang Muye couldn't help but want another.
So pretty it made his heart itch.
Jiang Muye reached around her neck, instinctively letting her lean against him.
Leng Ruoli's eyes went completely wide, staring at Jiang Muye with disbelief.
Jiang Muye didn't care—he just kissed her lips.
Her red lips, in Jiang Muye's mouth, were sweet as cake—that cheese cream flavor, very sweet, very fragrant.
Especially in the water, the two of them laid bare before each other, leaning so very close.
Their breaths intertwined, sensitive and green, making Jiang Muye's heart pound with a thump-thump-thump.
His and Leng Ruoli's fingers gradually laced together, intertwined.
Leng Ruoli called shyly: "Darling…"
Jiang Muye found the sound utterly delightful.
He gave a muffled response: "Mm."
And deepened the kiss once more.
Her lips—no matter when he kissed them, they always felt so good to kiss.
By the end, Jiang Muye couldn't pull away.
After one kiss, he wanted more—until Leng Ruoli, short of breath, gently pushed him, whispering a reminder: "That's enough, my lips are numb from your kissing. What if things get out of hand later?"
That green, bashful voice nearly made Jiang Muye go weak.
He felt his darling was acting spoiled—especially this Playing Hard to Get, which was the deadliest thing of all.
Jiang Muye gently rubbed her lips with his fingertip, his mouth curving upward on its own: "If I can't hold back, I'll figure out something myself. It won't bother you anyway, Darling. But you've underestimated yourself—look, your lips aren't swollen at all."
After hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli's little face flushed slightly.
She couldn't tell whether Jiang Muye was joking or deliberately teasing her.
Or maybe both?
But whichever it was, it all felt so shameful.
Leng Ruoli lowered her little face, her forehead against Jiang Muye's chest, her voice soft and gentle: "That's enough, I don't want them swollen… I'm not afraid of you not holding back—if I can't hold back, then I'd be the pitiful one."
Listen to his darling's aggrieved voice—Jiang Muye found it adorable.
He'd been fine before, but now seeing her look so pitiful and lovable, he truly couldn't hold back.
His darling was too cute.
So easily pushed down—but unfortunately, he couldn't push her down yet.
No matter what, he could only endure for now.
Jiang Muye let out a breath.
"Alright, Darling, have some pity—endure for another eight months or so. Once the two little rascals are born, your husband will definitely cherish you properly."
After hearing Jiang Muye's words, Leng Ruoli was so ashamed her face turned scarlet. She immediately gave Jiang Muye's body a light pound: "In front of the children, you say such shameless things—and you're not even blushing!"
Jiang Muye caught Leng Ruoli's fair wrist, teasing with a laugh: "Why should I be shy? These two are in your belly anyway—they don't know what's happening. Oh, and even after they're born, they'll still be little. They won't remember anything before three years old."
Leng Ruoli's face was still very red.
Afraid Jiang Muye would say more strange things, and then she really wouldn't be able to hold back—that would be terrible.
"Alright, I'll continue massaging you." Leng Ruoli muttered softly.
Wanting to steer the topic somewhere more proper.
But who knew Jiang Muye would rub Leng Ruoli's palm and beg for mercy: "Darling, you have to save me—I'm really begging you. This isn't a massage, this is lighting a fire. You're a heart-arsonist, and you won't even put out the fire—I'm suffering so much."
Leng Ruoli grumbled: "Is it really that bad? I think my massage technique is pretty good—how did you even connect it to that…"
Her cheeks grew hot, her face simply blooming with spring, that alluring pink making one want to cherish her.
Jiang Muye lowered his head and looked at her with a smile. He lifted Leng Ruoli's pretty little face—just seeing those watery eyes put him in a good mood.
Not to mention she had such a sexy, beautiful body, which made Jiang Muye feel even better.
Jiang Muye's mouth curved as he said to Leng Ruoli: "You're just underestimating a man's power of association. Besides, if I were massaging you, could you keep your thoughts from wandering? I don't believe it."
Leng Ruoli's face grew even shier. She gave Jiang Muye's shoulder a light pat and replied: "You… you're too much, dragging me into it—when was I ever that bad?"
"Who was it that, before I'd even done anything, stuck to me like a Spider Spirit, hugged me so tightly, and called out so sweetly—'Darling' this and 'Darling' that—" Jiang Muye said with a laugh. "Made it so I couldn't focus on my work in the study. When a girl takes the initiative, there's really nothing left for a guy."
Seeing the old matter brought up again, Leng Ruoli's little face immediately turned bright red: "That was because I'd had a little wine and was a bit drunk… and you're still bringing it up!"
"Heh heh, that wine really is a good thing. From now on you'd better drink more often—that way your husband gets some nice benefits." Jiang Muye mused that after the children were born, he'd let her drink a little wine at the right time.
Then he could relive those wonderful moments from the past.
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