Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 71 R19

Chapter 71
So what if I kissed you?

Lin Yu wanted to bite him to vent her anger, but Li Heming didn’t even try to dodge. When Lin Yu held his lower lip and rubbed it with her teeth, he couldn’t help but stick out his tongue to lick her soft lips. He knew whatever he said was wrong, so he remained silent and continued kissing her lips, eating Lin Yu’s red lipstick.

Ever since Lin Yu left a scar on the corner of Li Heming’s mouth, no matter how harsh she said, she always held back when she bit him. At most, she would leave two teeth marks on his lips, which disappeared soon. Previously, when he met people with scabs on his lips, he only lost the Northern Chief’s face. Now, if he met people with a wound on his lips, the one who lost face would be the Lin family’s second Miss. If gossipers attack her again, Lin Yu might have a reputation for being wild in bed.

Lin Yu was hesitant, and Li Heming was naturally fearless. He licked her lips with his tongue and tried to hook her tongue, but the next moment, Lin Yu bit his tongue. She bit him slightly hard this time, and a sharp numbness spread from the surface of his tongue. Li Heming twisted his eyebrows unconsciously and raised his eyes to look at her silently. His expression was still solemn, and it was hard to tell whether it hurt. He just let her hold his tongue without moving.

Lin Yu looked at him and blinked gently. Perhaps she felt he was obedient, so she didn’t bite him again. She slowly pushed his tongue out, licked her lower lip that was w*t from his licking, tilted her head slightly to look at him, and asked delicately, “Second Brother did something wrong and still want to kiss me?”

She was addicted to teasing him today, and she gently raised the end of her eyebrows and said, “En?” Her beautiful eyebrows were full of charm.

When she released this ‘en,’ Li Heming tightened his hand around her waist. He swallowed and said softly, “Can’t I kiss my wife?”

He lowered his head again. Before his lips got close, his tongue had already come out of his mouth. He kissed with his tongue first, unsure where he learned this dirty trick.

Lin Yu pushed his chest, stepped back to avoid him, and shook her head, “No.”

She moved swiftly, and her moon-white skirt fluttered like waves, brushing against the embroidered sword hanging on Li Heming’s waist.

Li Heming was so itchy that he picked her up and put her on the long table in the room, locking her so she had nowhere to go.

Lin Yu was so shocked that she subconsciously raised her hand to climb his shoulder. Their eyes met. When her hips touched the edge of the table, she suddenly remembered how she had done absurd things with him on the table in the mansion’s study.

Li Heming was so cruel to her at that time that she still felt scared when she thought about it now, but the more she thought about it, an indescribable strange feeling would well up in her heart.

She subconsciously put her legs together, but the next moment, Li Heming held her knees apart and pushed into her waist without explanation, hitting her thighs with the bulging thing between her legs. He didn’t retreat after hitting her, and the hot p*nis rubbed up and down between her legs through several layers of thin material. The hot and stiff stick pressed against the soft and sensitive p*bic mound, making Lin Yu tremble, and even her eyelashes shook.

Li Heming naturally noticed her shiver. He stared at her blushing face, lowered his head, and kissed her eyelids. Then, he raised his head, stared at her, and asked sincerely, “So what if I kissed you?”

The strong momentum was like overturned mountains and seas, and the limbs became iron chains to imprison the body. The iron face paired with a cold voice — was a common trick used by the Imperial Guards in prison to try criminals. Now, it was used by Li Heming to bluff and ask for a kiss from his wife.

Nonetheless, Lin Yu was not a criminal in prison; she was the interrogator who brought him to justice. She was not afraid of him. She raised her foot and used her knee to push his abdomen: “Obviously, Second Brother did something wrong. How can you be so self-righteous?”

When this kick came, Li Heming did not dodge or avoid it but bent his long legs and kneeled before her.

Lin Yu was stunned, thinking that she had pushed too hard or that he was injured outside, and she accidentally hit his wound. Unexpectedly, Li Heming pushed her skirt to her waist after kneeling, looking at her fat and soft pink hole wrapped in her underwear, and lowered his head and kissed her heavily.

The sun shone obliquely into the room, hitting half of Li Heming’s face. He looked at her from bottom to top, gently rubbed her flesh through her underwear, and said: “Then, should I apologize to my wife?”

What kind of apology was this? He knew she would be confused and soft as mud if he touched her. Then, he could do whatever he wanted, and she could not control him.

Li Heming’s lousy idea was almost exposed. Lin Yu tried to pull his teasing hand, hurriedly pushed the hem of her skirt to cover her lower body, and refused: “No, no.”

But how could Li Heming be willing to listen? He pinched her flesh beads with two fingers and rubbed them heavily. Lin Yu immediately let go of her hand, curled her toes, and made a pitiful “hmm.”

From the sound, it was evident that she was comfortable.

Li Heming swept the watermarks on her underwear and asked her: “Do you not want me to lick it?”

Lin Yu was about to answer and saw him lower his eyes and kiss her soft thighs. He held her ankles and let her step on the erect p*nis between his legs and whispered: “I missed you so badly. Did Qiqi never miss me?”