Chapter 829: Putting Her Mind at Ease
Not seeing Song Dabai’s shadow, Song Yinyin frowned and said, "Right, my son, where’s my son?"
She murmured, her eyes unfocused, and Lu Jihan said, "He’s with Jinyan and Duoduo; they went to the room. Don’t worry."
"Oh."
Song Yinyin nodded, completely relieved.
Lu Jihan took her back to the room, and she was almost entirely leaning into his embrace.
The room was dimly lit. Lu Jihan accidentally hit the corner of the coffee table with his foot and stumbled, almost about to fall.
Fearing he might hurt Song Yinyin, he hurriedly held her close, spinning around.
The next second, he fell onto the sofa, and Song Yinyin ended up lying on top of him, one on top of the other, in a very suggestive position.
The sofa sank, jostling a bit, making Song Yinyin feel even dizzier.
She let out an impatient hum, long and soft, causing Lu Jihan’s throat to tighten.
As he looked up, the woman’s face was flushed, her skin delicate, so close he could even see the fine hairs on her face.
Seeing this, his large hand on her waist tightened involuntarily.
She had lost some weight these days, but her curves were still there, and even through her thin clothes, they captured his attention.
He couldn’t help but seize her small mouth, his large hand exploring further down...
Her clothes were lifted, a chill ran in.
Song Yinyin shivered involuntarily, suddenly much more awake.
She opened her eyes and found herself lying on Lu Jihan, giving her a fright.
Feeling the heat emanating from his firm chest at this close distance, Song Yinyin found herself a bit breathless.
Her white cheeks blushed with a light, intoxicating red hue.
As she was still in a daze, Lu Jihan’s domineering hand turned her small face.
Then, as he leaned his head back, his sexy thin lips captured Song Yinyin’s red lips without warning.
His moist, warm lips and tongue, tainted with the taste of tobacco, provocatively teased Song Yinyin’s lips and soft tongue.
Initially, he lightly licked, his hot tongue tracing the line of her lips, meticulously delineating her red lips.
But suddenly, his lips caught hers tightly, wantonly sucking and nibbling...
The actions were a bit rough, seeming to vent the long-repressed flame and yearning within him.
But evidently, the superficial kiss wasn’t enough to satisfy him.
The arm around her waist tightened its grip, and the hand on her chin instinctively lifted her face higher, pulling them both closer, forcing her to accept his burning kiss more deeply and directly.
And his kiss was so deep it seemed to want to consume Song Yinyin.
This kiss, so deep and fiery, left Song Yinyin dizzy with his teasing lips and tongue, her whole body weakly lying against his chest, allowing him to take every bit of her breath.
After a long while, the kiss ended.
Both of their breaths were somewhat short.
And their cheeks flushed with a noticeable blush.
Realizing his intention, Song Yinyin shook her head, "You just got hurt; it’s best not to..."
Before she could finish, Lu Jihan seized her lips again.
This time, the kiss was even deeper.
"I know my own body!"
His kiss was heavy, almost as if punishing her for her distraction.
His burning breath poured into Song Yinyin’s nostrils, like an electric current surging through every cell in her body.
Suddenly, it made her breathless, almost suffocating.