Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 43

Chapter 43 
Br*asts Play 
  
Lin Jing said that Li Heming was waiting outside the door, and once Lin Yu went out, she saw him standing in the yard. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an upright posture. Despite his cold aura, he looked particularly handsome. However, he was not the only one in the yard. In front of him, Third Brother was roaring and glaring at him, as fierce as if it was going to pounce on him and bite him. 
  
Li Heming was not afraid. He lowered his eyes and looked at the fat black dog before him. He didn’t even touch the embroidered sword hanging on his waist. 
  
Seeing this, Lin Yu hurriedly lifted her skirt and walked closer, calling out: “Li Heming!” 
  
She called ‘Li Heming,’ and Li Heming turned around to look at her, but the Third Brother was the fastest runner. Before Li Heming moved his feet, Third Brother grinned and ran towards Lin Yu happily. Its face changed so fast, as if it had not been violent just now. It swung its tail and stuck to Lin Yu’s calf, walking side by side with her step by step flatteringly. After only a few steps, Li Heming could see some fawn on the Third Brother’s beastly face. 
  
Lin Yu was entangled by it, walking unsteadily and almost tripping. It seemed to know that Lin Yu was going to leave with the man in front of her again, and it didn’t know how long she would come back, so it hummed at Lin Yu softly, looking reluctant to part. 
  
Seeing this, Li Heming bent down and held Lin Yu’s knees with one hand, picked her up from the ground, and let her sit on his arms like carrying a b*by. 
  
Lin Yu cried out in surprise, subconsciously raised her hand to hold his shoulder, and growled: “What are you doing suddenly?” 
  
Li Heming held her steadily and walked forward: “If it dragged you like this, time would be dark when we returned to the mansion.” 
  
Lin Yu patted his shoulder in shame: “I’m not crazy like it. Put me down, someone is watching.” 
  
Although she said so, few people were around; only the servants and maids hurriedly passed by in the distance. It was a cold winter, and today was New Year’s Eve. Everyone in the mansion was busy and had no time to look around. Only the Third Brother saw Li Heming holding its master like a bandit who robbed a woman, blocking him and barking at him in dissatisfaction. 
  
Li Heming didn’t stop for a moment. He had long legs and raised them directly to step over Third Brother as if he didn’t care if he trampled it.
  
Lin Yu heard her Third Brother barking non-stop, and she held Li Heming’s shoulders worriedly and looked down. The jade hairpin on her head swayed slightly. She said, “Don’t step on Third Brother. He is eight years old at the beginning of the year, which is considered old.” 
  
Li Heming glanced at Third Brother, who was blocking the way, and said, “I think it is very energetic.” 
  
He carried Lin Yu to the front hall. When Third Brother was too tired to bug him, Li Heming put Lin Yu down. 
  
After they went in and said goodbye to Lin Zhengqing and Wang Yueying, they set off on the road back home, accompanied by Wang Yueying’s teachings. 

Li Heming rode a horse when he came but returned in the same carriage with Lin Yu. The black horse was led by the driver and followed the carriage obediently. 
  
When Lin Yu went out, she was alone, so the carriage she picked was small. Now that Li Heming sat in it, everything seemed cramped. She couldn’t move her hands or feet. Most men like to sit with their legs apart, and Li Heming was no exception. Lin Yu stretched out her hand to push his thigh and signaled him to close his legs: “You are squeezing me.” 
  
She didn’t know why men sit with their legs apart; otherwise, she would not have asked him to close his legs. After hearing this, Li Heming stretched out his hand to hold Lin Yu’s waist and held her on his lap to sit. He put his arm around her waist and asked: “Still squeezed?” 
  
Lin Yu didn’t expect it to be like this. Although she didn’t feel cramped anymore, this pose was embarrassing. She was held like a child by Li Heming twice in one day, and she moved her hips uncomfortably. Li Heming had trained himself to be strong, and his thighs were firm. Lin Yu sat sideways on him, and her ears turned red unknowingly. She tilted her head to meet the black eyes close to her and pushed his shoulder: “It’s uncomfortable. Put me down. You are not as soft as the cushion.” 
  
“Isn’t it cramped?” Li Heming said. As he said that, the hand around Lin Yu’s soft waist pressed lightly on her abdomen and then slowly touched down. 
  
Today was New Year’s Eve. The streets were lively, and there was hawking and shouting along the way. Lin Yu didn’t understand why he was bold enough to do this in the downtown area. She blushed and pressed his hand, whispering: “Don’t! We are still in the carriage!” 
  
Li Heming’s expression was calm, not like he was doing something obsc*ne. Seeing her blushing face, he stopped moving down, but he started to touch up again after a while. Anyway, the hand refused to move away from her body. 
  
His hands were rough but also hot. His large palm lifted Lin Yu’s clothes and touched her smooth skin. Lin Yu trembled involuntarily. His rough fingers rubbed her soft br*asts to find her n*pples, pinched them with two fingers, and rubbed them. 
  
Lin Yu’s body was susceptible. Her waist softened when he pinched her. She couldn’t help but scream softly, and then she pulled his hand with a red face: “Don’t do it… someone will hear it.” 
  
Li Heming didn’t stop his hand movements and only said: “Lower your voice.” 
  
“I can’t!” Lin Yu said, but before she finished speaking, Li Heming held her br*asts and rubbed them hard. She panted and bit her lower lip, and her hands immediately lost strength.