1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 352: Do bad things at night! (Please give me a monthly ticket, subscribe, or anything else)

"Wow~"

The night sky outside the window is dark, with only lanterns lit in the city that is as dark as water.

From time to time, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance, adding a bit of liveliness and festivity to this originally lonely and cold night.

The kitchen doors and windows were locked, illuminated by a bright light.

Two snow-white, plump, round buttocks were suspended over a small light pink basin filled with clean, hot water. In the hot water, a plain, small towel was swaying in the water with a slender and delicate hand, making tinkling and splashing sounds.

The bright light fell on the rippling water, creating scattered blocks of light, which were reflected on the cold, snow-white, slightly curved and round buttocks, creating a soft halo and scattered ripples.

Just like light falling on the surface of milky white porcelain.

Quiet, soft and beautiful.

"It's eleven fifty... I was drunk for almost three hours before I woke up. Drinking really ruined everything."

The beautiful woman bent her hips slightly and squatted beside the basin of water. Her stunning oval face had long since returned to its former calm and indifference, and her dark and slender eyes were as cold as a deep pool, so cold that people could not speak.

She raised her wrist, counted the numbers on the pointer, and murmured to herself with her wet lips.

The slender fingers in the basin under the buttocks were also wrapped in a soft towel, gently and soothingly rubbing the embarrassing mud.

This action couldn't be too gentle.

After all, this can be said to be the most shameful, delicate and mysterious place for women.

Just then, Caizi woke up from his drunken stupor and saw Xu Yuxiu still in a coma. Jiang Ting was worried that she would catch a cold, so she helped her back to her room.

I went back to the kitchen and boiled a pot of hot water.

He filled a basin with hot water and undressed Xu Yuxiu, who was both his mother and sister. He then simply washed her face and body, covered her with a quilt, and tucked in the corners.

Jiang Ting walked back to the kitchen leisurely, determined to wash her entire body.

After all, whether it's the sensitive red marks on the body, the greasy sweat, the sweaty underwear, or the center of the legs...

There was no way she could tolerate such filth remaining on her body which was as pure as ice and snow.

It took about twenty minutes to scrub it gently and carefully.

"Wow--"

Jiang Ting picked up the towel from the water, held it tightly with both hands and wrung it dry. Crystal clear water with hot steam overflowed from the depths of the towel, splashing into the basin and onto the gray ground. Some sparse water droplets fell on the beautiful woman's clean and shiny leather boots.

"Whoosh..."

Jiang Ting calmed down her emotions. Her delicate body had always been sensitive, and the slightest movement would leave red marks on her body. But after she understood Cheng Kaiyan's feelings, she changed again when facing her.

Even the guy's burning and inquiring gaze left red marks all over, as if he had rubbed and caressed her with his own hands.

Fortunately, it comes quickly and goes quickly.

At this moment, the hot towel was brushed over the body one by one, and the teeth-chattering emotions just now were covered by the warmth of the towel that penetrated into the skin, like new snow covering the ground.

She felt the warmth and freshness coming from her whole body, and her mental state immediately improved a lot.

"Drinking makes things worse!"

Jiang Ting bit her lip and scolded in a cold and hateful voice.

I don't know if he was talking about how he boldly exposed his gold bracelet and his lover, and teased Sister Yuxiu.

It's still the tide of sensitivity and stimulation.

In short, this night is long and I can’t sleep.

"Time to sleep!"

The beautiful woman tightly grasped the towel in her hand and carried the bucket full of hot water. There was a little more expectation and shyness in her cold eyes.

After all, before he left, the guy said that he couldn't bear to see her spend the New Year alone at home, so he asked him to come to his house to celebrate the New Year, eat with his mother, sleep in his room, get on his bed, use his pillow, and cover himself with his quilt...

and……

Thinking of this, the beautiful woman blushed again.

But the movement of twisting the waist and taking steps were still so clean and neat, without any drag.

There was even a hint of eagerness in his expression.

"Ah, cut~"

The kitchen door was pushed open, and the cold wind with the pungent smell of firecrackers blew in from the deep courtyard and rushed into Jiang Ting's delicate and upright nose, making her nose sore and she sneezed a little.

"It's so cold..."

Jiang Ting wrapped her purple mink coat tightly around her. Although her whole body had been scrubbed, the underwear soaked with sweat still made her feel a little uncomfortable to wear.

She hurried into the main room, stood at the door of Cheng Kaiyan's room, took a deep breath, turned the door and went in.

With a click, pull the light cord.

The dark room suddenly lit up.

A desk piled with manuscripts and books appeared in front of me. A little black cat was curled up on the sofa beside the bed. When it saw me come in, it opened its dark eyes, glanced at me, meowed, and went back to sleep.

A clean and tidy bed, a wardrobe beside the bed, and a piano with a lid on the foot of the bed...

Everything was so familiar, and made her heart burn.

"This is where he grew up and learned to sleep..."

Jiang Ting seemed to see figures of different ages, a little boy lying on the bed and playing, a teenager sitting in front of the piano and playing, and a young man bending over the desk to create and study.

Visions flashed before her eyes and through her mind, almost making her intoxicated.

"I was born before you were born..."

The beautiful woman sighed softly, placed the bucket for foot soaking beside the bed, and locked the door to prevent Xu Yuxiu from waking up and coming in.

She walked over to the desk and picked up the small photo frame that was lying next to the bed.

The photo shows a woman in her twenties, holding a delicate, sickly little boy of five or six years old in her arms.

She looked at it for a while, then opened the drawer and flipped through it, and found a stack of photo paper under the draft paper.

There were photos of him playing the piano when he was 11 or 12 years old, and of him wearing a military uniform with a big red flower on his chest, and of him standing under the Yangtze River Bridge with a pretty girl with an oval face on a snowy day, and of them on the hill behind the old house in Fangshan in the summer, and more...

Gradually, she became infatuated. In the room as quiet as a lake, she muttered to herself coldly: "When you were born, I was already old..."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Ting drew the curtains and raised her hand slightly in front of the photos of Cheng Kaiyan on the table.

With slender white fingers, he unbuttoned his mink coat, peeling off the buttons one by one, revealing a black, intellectual turtleneck sweater.

The breasts, as moist as water droplets, were tightly bound by the fibers of the sweater.

"Crack-"

After taking off her coat, she lowered her head, tugged at the corner of her sweater, raised her arms, and with a slight sound of static electricity, she let the sweater flow down her slender back, her long neck, and brushed her bun-like hair behind her head, and then took it off.

Under the light, the almond white cotton top stuck to her because of the sweat. As the outer garment was removed, a rich milky scent gradually spread.

In the light, there were circles of sweat marks on the clothes, and the color of the clothes became darker.

Through the light, you can faintly see the delicate, cool white skin inside and the plump yet firm flesh.

"hiss……"

The cold air penetrated into her skin, bringing a slight chill that made Jiang Ting shiver all over.

She glanced at the familiar faces on the table, licked her lips, and quickened her pace in changing clothes.

She pulled her shirt off, and her skin, which was as crystal-clear and translucent as chalcedony, finally blossomed under the light.

There is only one last layer of restraint left on my heart.

Without hesitation, she unbuttoned her clothes and freed her breasts.

Just like a rabbit, its eyes were red and twitched several times.

Next came the ladies' leather boots, white socks wrapped around the slender and delicate feet, then the loose black trousers, tight autumn johns wrapped around the beautiful legs, and thin shorts.

She stood in the room, her face dignified and beautiful, her temperament as cold and elegant as an immortal.

He lowered his head and let his cold gaze pass over his body.

I watched it for a while.

She turned to look at the bed and casually threw her removed clothes and pants onto the sofa, accidentally burying the black kitten in it.

Then she stood on tiptoe and stepped on the leather boots, with her toes and soles forming a perfect arc.

Then the beautiful woman bent her knees slightly, swung her arms, and jumped up.

Like a white dove with its wings spread, it freely stretches its smooth and graceful body under the light.

"Pfft..."

The bed board shook, and the body that fell on the bed also shook.

Even the cold white jade skin was rippling with the aftermath.

The naked beautiful woman lay quietly on the bed, rubbing her beautiful cheeks gently against the quilt that had been heated by the sun in the morning.

The dry and warm touch, and the faint, familiar masculine scent in the nose.

All this made the heart in her chest beat wildly and her eardrums swell.

The whole person feels relaxed and comfortable.

She lay there quietly and peacefully for a while. Perhaps because her back was aching from the cold, the beautiful woman climbed up with the help of her arms. Her pink feet stepped on the soft quilt, one step deep and one step shallow. She walked to the bedside step by step and opened the cabinet door.

A cold and expectant gaze swept over her quickly, and she slowly and methodically picked out items in the closet with gentle and elegant movements.

Ok.

Since the clothes were soaked with sweat, she naturally couldn't wear them. She was a clean person and couldn't stand such sweaty clothes.

I had no choice but to borrow Cheng Kaiyan's clothes to wear.

"For autumn clothes and autumn trousers, I'll use this black set. As for the shorts... triangle... boxer shorts..."

Jiang Ting was not shy or embarrassed at all. She carefully selected the clothes she would wear to sleep.

It's just that she couldn't find a panty that fit her. Panties fit the waist and hip curves of a woman, and they are also breathable and plastic.

Flat corners are more comfortable.

The choice between the two is a matter of opinion.

Jiang Ting searched for a while and simply picked up a white one. It looked clean, but it was not new.

She hesitated for a while, but finally held it in her hand, raised her two slender toes to pass through the trouser legs one at a time, and then lifted them up. The soft cotton trousers were soon supported by her hips, and her soft buttocks fit closely against them.

"It actually fits well?"

Jiang Ting raised her hand and touched her pants, which were not tight or wrinkled at all, and was quite surprised at the compatibility of her body with Cheng Kaiyan.

In fact, her buttocks are much fuller than those of ordinary women. In addition, she has been practicing yoga for many years, so even the side of her buttocks connected to her thighs are plump, and the distribution of the buttocks is quite even.

Put on your panties, and then your black autumn clothes.

She chose black because she likes it.

The round neckline is passed through the head, so the top is looser and not so suitable.

After all, no matter how plump Jiang Ting is, her upper body is still much thinner than that of Kaiyan.

The chest was propped up and outward, the hem of the autumn shirt reached the hips, and the cuffs were longer, wrapping the thumbs inside.

The loose top made Jiang Ting feel particularly relaxed.

She put her trousers next to the pillow and curled up in the warm quilt like a nimble rabbit.

I lifted the quilt and pressed it under my shoulders, and a feeling of comfort and security surged over me.

After a while, I felt sleepy.

"Ha~"

The beautiful woman yawned, her thick and long eyelashes trembled a few times, and she raised her hand to pull the light cord.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the room became dark and quiet.

The woman's cold and lazy voice echoed in the room:
"Good night, New Year's Eve..."

"Cheng Kaiyan..."

……

"Cheng Kaiyan!"

"Kaiyan, open the door. I...I can't sleep."

Outside the door, there was a gentle knock and the girl called out in a nervous voice, as if she was afraid of being heard.

The young man lying on the bed reading a book heard noise outside the door and turned to look at the door and his watch.

The hour and minute hands clearly pointed to twelve o'clock.

"This girl, why is she here so late?"

Cheng Kaiyan doesn't believe in things like the night is long and there's no sleep.

But he was still worried that Sister Xiaoli would be frozen outside, so he got out of bed and opened the door.

"Why are you here so late and not sleeping?"

"Are you here to do something bad?"

Cheng Kaiyan leaned against the door and looked at the girl in front of him with a teasing smile.

She was wearing a light blue cotton pajamas, which was relatively thick. She was standing in the corridor with a small pillow in her arms, shivering from the cold.

The Liu family has heating, but heating does not mean that the entire house is warm.

Especially since the Liu family's house is a two-story Russian-style house, the heating pipes and radiators are laid out in the living room, kitchen, and bedroom at most.

The air in the corridor was naturally cold.

"Bah! A bad guy like you only does bad things... I couldn't sleep so I came to see what you were doing. Are you doing something bad? Humph."

The girl spat softly and raised her little face. She was not flustered in the face of Cheng Kaiyan's teasing.

"hey-hey."

"Originally there wasn't any, but a little rabbit ran over and fell into the trap..."

Cheng Kaiyan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with a wicked smile in her eyes: "Sister Xiaoli, I want to do something bad."

"..."

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips, said nothing, and her face flushed quietly.

If I had known he was going to do something bad, I wouldn’t have come!
The girl and he had already had a tacit understanding for a long time, and coupled with the many times of intimacy they had experienced during this period, the dancing girl, who had usually been pure and innocent and had no idea of ​​the world, had also learned some bad things from this bad guy, Cheng Kaiyan, which made her feel so ashamed that her body weakened.

"come in."

Seeing that she was silent, Cheng Kaiyan urged her.

"No, I'll just stand at the door and talk. I won't go in."

Liu Xiaoli shook her head repeatedly.

"Come in, don't catch a cold. If you catch a cold, not only will I feel bad, but Aunt Wan will scold me to death, right?"

Cheng Kaiyan raised his hands and held her round shoulders and rubbed them. Even through her pajamas, he could feel the girl's fragrant warmth and her smooth and silky skin.

"Okay, but don't do anything bad!"

Liu Xiaoli warned with a serious face, and was half-reluctantly pulled into the house by Cheng Kaiyan.

The two came to the bed. Cheng Kaiyan got on the bed first and huddled under the quilt. Then he patted the place beside him and said, "Come up quickly. It's cold outside."

Liu Xiaoli hesitated for a while, but she felt that since Comrade Xiao Cheng promised not to do anything bad, he would not lie to her.

So she supported herself on the bed with her white hands, kicked off her slippers with her toes, and climbed onto the bed slowly and deliberately. Then she lifted the quilt and moved closer to Cheng Kaiyan, then put the small pillow behind her waist.

Feeling the warmth in the quilt and the scent of her lover, Liu Xiaoli squinted her eyes comfortably.

She really likes being close to Comrade Xiao Cheng. Just being close to him makes her feel peaceful and happy.

It seems like it will last forever.

"What?"

Just after enjoying it for a while, Liu Xiaoli felt her little head being held in front of Cheng Kaiyan's big hands.

The two of them faced each other, looking at each other from close range.

Suddenly, the man in front of her looked at her softly and said, "It's just past twelve o'clock, Sister Xiaoli, I wish you a happy new year."

"what?"

The girl was stunned. She had never expected him to say this. Her heart was burning with heat and she was very moved. She quickly responded, "Happy New Year, Kaiyan."

After saying that, the girl felt it was not enough, and said in a sticky voice, "I like you so much!"

"I like you too! I want to be the first one to say Happy New Year to you every year."

"Yeah, I want it too!"

Liu Xiaoli is 22 years old this year, but she has never seen such love words.

Her heart now felt hot, sweet, swollen, and a little itchy.

"Comrade Xiao Cheng, let's do something bad, shall we?"

The girl took Cheng Kaiyan's hand, pressed it against her soft, unrestrained heart, and spoke in a timid and shy voice.

(End of this chapter)