I almost touched the moon

As soon as Cheng Che returned home, he smelled the light sandalwood scent in the house. It was the scent of the Linari scented candles that Wen Song would light every night before going to bed to help him sleep.

But today the sandalwood scent is not that strong. It has more warmth from black tea, vitality from grapefruit, and light sweetness from peach, all blended into the fresh atmosphere created by the interweaving of white sandalwood and jasmine.

There are several blooming calla lilies in the vases on the coffee table and the dining table, which make the originally dull living room more lively.

Cheng Che knew it was prepared by Wen Song as soon as he saw it, and a smile of joy appeared on his face. "Sister, I'm back." He called her, but got no response.

What kind of joke are you playing on me? Cheng Che thought, and walked into the bedroom with his luggage. As expected, as soon as he entered the bedroom, someone hugged him from behind and covered his eyes with both hands.

"Stop it." Cheng Che smiled and turned around to hug Wen Song's waist. When he saw how she was dressed, he had only one thought in his mind, "This woman is really good at flirting. Her previous coldness and indifference were all pretended."

She was dressed simply, with just a loose white shirt that barely covered her hips, revealing her two slender, straight legs. She wasn't even wearing slippers, and her fair feet were painted with shiny nude pink nail polish, which was extremely eye-catching.

Wen Song unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, revealing her slender neck and collarbone. The necklace was very long, extending from her neck all the way down to the ravine at her chest... She only put on a little light makeup, and her favorite nude lipstick. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, which further highlighted her clear and beautiful features.

Apparently so nonchalant, yet so charming.

Cheng Che picked her up, let her long legs wrap around his waist, and kissed her passionately, their lips and tongues entangled, making ambiguous sounds.

"Do you miss me?" Cheng Che's voice was low and more magnetic. He chuckled in her ear. Combined with his stunning face, it was even more captivating.

"Guess." Wen Song always asked him to guess, but his actions had already told him the answer.

She reached out and took off Cheng Che's shirt. Half a month of training had made his muscles tighter and more sexy.

Wen Song looked at his figure and smiled even more. He reached out and stroked his chest muscles, all the way down to his abdominal muscles and mermaid line. He laughed softly and said, "It's so hard."

When Cheng Che heard her words, he did not blush as usual. He just smiled, moved closer to her, and whispered something in her ear.

After hearing this, Wen Song blushed and said angrily, "Cheng Che! You rascal!"

"Why are you talking about me?" Cheng Che looked at her innocently, "Isn't this what you wanted?" After saying that, he hugged her and rolled onto the bed.

"No way!" Wen Song took the opportunity to break free from his embrace and got up from the bed. He looked at him innocently and said, "I'm hungry."

"I know." Cheng Che also stood up and kissed her, "I'm hungry too."

"No!" Wen Song pushed him away a little and said very seriously, "I'm really hungry. I didn't have dinner."

Cheng Che knew that she was definitely not hungry and was definitely doing something bad again, but what could he do if she said so. He couldn't really let her starve, as that would be too much of a beast.

Helplessly, he could only smile bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll go cook. What do you want to eat, baby?" After that, he picked up the T-shirt that Wen Song had thrown aside and prepared to put it on.

Wen Song snatched the T-shirt from him, leaned closer to him, raised his head, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't wear it, just like this, very handsome, very, sexy."

"Wen Song, you're done." Cheng Che looked at her with a bit of "threat" in his tone, "No matter what you say tonight, I won't let you sleep."

Wen Song still looked at him with a smile and asked, "Is that so? Do you dare?"

"You'll know whether I dare or not in a moment." Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed her fiercely on the lips. After a long while, he reluctantly separated from her, "I'm going to cook."

While cooking, Cheng Che wore a black apron. He had a great figure, with muscular arms that were not so big as to look rude. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, perfect proportions, a standard inverted triangle.

Because she was facing away from Wen Song, she could clearly see the muscle lines on Cheng Che's back, his high shoulder blades, and even the faint bruises above his coccyx. They all had a sense of broken beauty. He was really, extremely beautiful...

Wen Song suddenly understood why Zhang Yue always told them that "Men who do housework are the sexiest". It was indeed true, they were extremely sexy.

She walked over to Cheng Che, leaned her head on his shoulder, and asked softly, "What are we having for dinner?"

Her hands were not idle either, her fingers moved back and forth on his back, all the way down along the groove of his back... Cheng Che didn't feel any pain when her nails scratched his skin, just itchy and numb, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

"Songsong... stop it." He quickly stopped her, "The steak is going to burn."

"If you burn it, you're dead."

While she was "threatening", she continued to caress his back with her fingers. Cheng Che was angry and anxious, but he couldn't let go of her. How could there be such a bad woman!

The one I just met was indifferent to everything, even to me, his expression was always indifferent without any fluctuations. I thought it was a crane, but it turned out to be a fox, a nine-tailed fox.

Cheng Che restrained her misbehaving wrist with his left hand, turned his head and looked at her, with a tone of pleading, "Sister, can you just sit there and wait for me? Stop making trouble, it will be over soon."

What is more sexy and charming than Cheng Che? Of course, it is Cheng Che who suppresses his lust and forces himself to remain calm.

Wen Song looked at his rapid breathing, and even the corners of his eyes were stained with red. He wanted to play with fire even more, so he tiptoed and kissed his lips, "Then I'll wait for you, don't be too fast, I like you to take your time."

However, those who play with fire will eventually get burned.

The next second, Cheng Che pressed her down on the counter and kissed her fiercely. His big hands roamed over every corner of her body, making her moan uncontrollably.

"Ache..." Wen Song's breathing also became rapid. She put her arms around his neck and said tenderly, "I'm not hungry anymore. Let's go back to the room."

Cheng Che immediately let her go, got up from her, stood up straight and said, "No, let's eat first, I'm almost done."

Well, let's eat first. Wen Song looked at him and smiled meaningfully. It was just a matter of endurance. She had great endurance, and she wanted to see who could endure better.

Cheng Che quickly prepared a simple dinner, two steaks with fried asparagus, a plate of fried matsutake mushrooms with butter, and some cut fruits, which were Wen Song’s favorite green mangoes and strawberries.

"Eat quickly, ancestor." Cheng Che brought the plate to the table and placed it in front of Wen Song. She still smiled faintly, as if the arsonist who had just set her heart on fire was someone else.

"Would you like to drink some wine?" Wen Song said, taking out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, pouring some for her and Cheng Che, raising his glass and saying, "Ache, congratulations, you won two medals in your first World Championships. Cheers."

The glasses touched lightly, making a crisp sound. Wen Song took a sip, and the lipstick marks left on the rim of the cup made her look even more charming.

She ate particularly slowly today. She cut the steak into very small pieces and put it slowly into her mouth. It took her more than half an hour to finish her meal.

Seeing that Her Royal Highness had finally finished her meal, Cheng Che took the plate and put it in the dishwasher. He put his arm around her waist and said, "What else do you want to do now, My Royal Highness?"

"I want to watch a movie." Wen Song said with a smile, "Let's go watch a movie. I also want to go shopping and buy you a gift."

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Cheng Che did not agree with her anymore. Instead, he immediately picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom. He quickly took off their clothes, hugged her and kissed her passionately.

Wen Song took the opportunity to stand up, exchanged positions, and said with a smile: "Let me on the top."

If it were usual, he might have gone along with her, but today, it was impossible. He immediately pushed Wen Song back onto the bed, covered her, and whispered in her ear: "I still prefer this."