Da Li Temple - Chapter 65.2
Chapter 65.2
First Snow (H)
“Well …… I, I’m thinking about you ……” Lin Wanqing pouted, “Don’t you hate things being messy? “
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Su Moyi understood what she was talking about, but he didn’t bother with the mess all over the place, only thrusting harder and harder.
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The entire bookcase rattled like it was going to fall apart. Xiao Bai had already woken up but kept buried its head and not looking this way, releasing long and short sighs.
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“En, en ……” With a few low, muffled grunts, Su Moyi pinched her b*ttocks and furiously rammed several times.
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Lin Wanqing leaned down to bite his shoulder, leaving two rows of tiny teeth marks on the tense skin. A warm current, sticky and greasy, filled the canal and finally flushed her inner body. She leaned against him, gasping breathlessly.
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After ej*culating, Su Moyi did not pull himself out of her. He quietly lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, engraving her most provocative charm in the bottom of his eyes, and then kissed her w*t sideburns, wordlessly lingering.
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The first snow is still quiet, laying a thin layer on the dark-colored glazed tiles of the Da Li Temple. The window pane was frosty and white, and everything outside was hardly visible. The charcoal fire in the room went out a pot, and Su Moyi lined over to relight it.
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The ringing of the fire folders woke the person sleeping on the bed; she rolled over and let out a soft hum.
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“It’s daybreak?” She asked, her voice hoarse.
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“Not yet,” Su Moyi pushed the charcoal fire to her side, went up to the bed, and wrapped his arms around her.
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Lin Wanqing drifted to sleep again but felt her body rise as Su Moyi wrapped her in the brocade quilt and lifted her.
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“You, you’re not going to do it again, are you?” Lin Wanqing was suddenly startled awake for a few moments.
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Su Moyi chuckled and placed her on the couch under the window, turning sideways to light the oil lamp on the desk table. With the fire burning brightly, she is not cold. Su Moyi put another piece of fox fur on her, burrowed into her quilt, and reached out to open the window.
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The night wind, mixed with the snow foam, brushed on the face, making a person feel refreshed.
Silent night, rustling snow. The red plum in the yard turned into a faint pinkish-white with a soft fragrance.
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Su Moyi hugged her. Two people were nestled in the quilt, revealing only two heads. It was a cold winter night, but Lin Wanqing suddenly felt warm at the bottom of her heart.
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“Does Qingqing know about the first snow?” The person behind her asked, his chin brushing against the center of her hair, making her itchy.
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“En,” Lin Wanqing nodded, “Mutual expressions of love for a lifetime.”
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“Then it’s Qingqing’s turn.” Su Moyi said.
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Lin Wanqing twisted her head to look at him, reached out, and poked his jaw, pretending to be surprised, “Did you say that? When was it?”
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The aura behind her instantly chilled, and a pair of hands wrapped around her vaguely tended to “teach” her a lesson again.
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Lin Wanqing laughed, panickingly covering her bruised chest, dodging his restless fingers, “I remember, I remember!”
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Only then did Su Moyi remove all the coldness and ask seriously, “What about you?”
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“Wha about me?” Lin Wanqing once again lost her memory.
“……” Su Moyi realized that he couldn’t do anything with her.
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Lin Wanqing giggled, stroking his furrowed brows, murmuring, “Don’t be angry; don’t be angry. It’s useless to be angry.”
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“Lin Wanqing!” Su Moyi used the momentum to press down. Both of them were still n*ked at this time; under the brocade blanket was n*ked skin against each other.
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“Ya!!!” Lin Wanqing struggled and screamed, “I was wrong! I was wrong! I like you too!”
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Between the scuffles, her shoulder brushed against the desk table, and a pen rolled over, falling into Su Moyi’s field of vision. He grabbed the pen, handing it to Lin Wanqing, “There’s no proof in words. Write it down.”
“Write it down?” Lin Wanqing was stunned by Lord Su’s bizarre brain circuit. Could this person have been the Chief of the Da Li Temple for a long time, requiring people to leave evidence of everything to feel at ease? So, she frowned and teased him, “Then do you still want me to draw a warrant for you?”
Immediately afterward, Lin Wanqing regretted it. Because Lord Su, who said nothing, carried her in a quilt to the bookcase and laid out paper and ink.
“Write,” He wrapped his arm around her waist and helped her cover the quilt with one hand.
“…… “This is the first time she wrote while wrapped in a quilt. But forced by Lord Su’s authority, Lin Wanqing dared not speak. So she could only make up some mushy words, such as ‘become one heart without any doubts.’ She looked at her own words and felt a burst of toothache.
Su Moyi was very happy; even the hand that pinches her waist had reduced its strength, becoming a gentle caress.
“Well,” Lin Wanqing pulled the paper in front of her, raised it to his eyes, and waved it.
Su Moyi kissed her face, placed the paper on the table, turned to hold her hand, leaned down, and said, “Qingqing finished writing; it’s my turn.” He lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, and the lines flowed smoothly.
Lin Wanqing didn’t watch him write but subconsciously raised her head and saw his slightly smiling lips and deep eyes brimming like water. The candle flame reflected on his eyebrows and eyes like a section of spring sunshine. She was a bit dumbfounded, secretly sighing that she was indeed a person who was greedy for beauty. However, in the middle of her thoughts, a familiar male voice, as soft as water, came to her ears.
“Done,” he said.
Only then did Lin Wanqing come back to her senses, and through the dim candlelight, she saw the handwriting – ‘I will only love you; I wish for peace in this world, living quiet and good time with you; we will never separate from each other forever and ever.’
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Heartbeat missed a beat, and her face also burned hot. When this serious Lord Su said mushy words, it felt so strange that one could not stand it.
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“How is it?” He shamelessly pressed on her ear and asked.
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Lin Wanqing could only perfunctorily change the topic and said, “Then quickly draw a warrant.”
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After saying this, she lifted her thumb, dipped it in cinnabar ink, and wanted to press her thumbprint on it.
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“En ……” The sudden stimulation between the heart of the legs made Lin Wanqing’s hand tremble, nearly knocking over the ink stone on the table.
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Su Moyi seemed to be aroused again, and at the moment, the half-soft meat stalk tended to raise its head. He held her waist from behind, and that restless beast in his cr*tch began to rub her still-not-completely-closed slit over and over again. With a soft insertion from the man behind her, she left her thumbprint on the rice paper.
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Author Notes:??
The signing of the contract of sale.
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