Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Lin Xi was awakened by a slight tingling sensation.

She opened her eyes drowsily, and before her vision focused, she felt the warm touch from her fingertips.

Her fingers were being pinched in someone's hand and gently kissed.

The warm yellow light from the bedside lamp flowed in the dim room like melted honey, coating Song Guanwen's red-marked skin with an ambiguous honey color.

His shoulders and neck were tense, and beads of sweat slid down his muscles, spreading a sticky wetness between their tightly pressed skin.

Lin Xi could clearly feel his body temperature, moist and hot, like a fire that would never go out, burning her whole body.

Perhaps realizing that she had woken up, Song Guanwen, who had been burying his tongue in her neck, paused slightly and slowly let go of the earlobe that had been sucked to the point of being almost transparent, while his tongue tip rubbed across her sensitive neck with an unsatisfied look.

Feeling Lin Xi's body tremble slightly because of his action, he chuckled as if he had succeeded, placed a light kiss on her blushing cheek, and looked up at her.

"Awake?" Song Guanwen's voice was unusually hoarse. He reached out and grasped Lin Xi's fingertips, brought them to his lips, and placed a faint kiss on them. The warm touch was like a cluster of flames, burning her fingertips numbly.

Focusing her vision, Lin Xi finally saw his face clearly.

The pair of eyes that usually were always cold and clear were now filled with a satisfied smile, with a red color still lingering at the corners of the eyes, like ink soaked in lust, so thick that it almost drowned her.

Lin Xi then realized with shock that her whole body seemed to have been torn apart and hastily pieced together. Every inch of her bones felt sore and weak, and even her fingertips were numb and she couldn't use any strength.

She tried to move her fingers, wanting to pull her hand out of Song Guanwen's grasp, but she found that she had been drained of all the strength to lift her hand. She could only lie limply in his palm, like a piece of crumpled silk, and even struggling seemed futile.

Memories come flooding back. Memories come flooding back.

The clothes scattered on the floor were tangled and meandered all the way from the entrance to the bedroom, like a beautiful river, recording their absurd trajectory.

The creaky and sagging sofa, the wobbly dressing mirror, the water-stained bathroom tiles, and the damp and wrinkled bed sheets...

Thinking about how he had finally tormented her to the point of being in a state of blurred consciousness, and even coaxed her to call out "cousin" whom she hadn't called for many years in shame, and how this man not only didn't restrain himself, but seemed to be working even harder, an annoying feeling of shame suddenly surged into her heart.

"Song Guanwen...you..." Lin Xi glared at the man fiercely. When she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was hoarse. She immediately lowered her voice and said angrily, "You don't keep your promise!"

Under the warm yellow light, Song Guanwen was holding her fingertips and kissing them gently. He couldn't help but frown when he heard her words. He lowered his head and was about to kiss her, but Lin Xi turned her head away and he only had time to press his lips on the slightly hot corner of her lips.

Song Guanwen was not annoyed even though his sneak attack failed. He just rubbed it gently twice in this position, as if he was tasting some delicious food.

"How did I break my promise, wife..." His voice was lazy afterward, with a long tail tone, and his warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe.

"You're asking even though you already know the answer!" Lin Xi was so angry that she wanted to bite someone, but her whole body was so sore that she didn't even have the strength to lift her hands. "I clearly said that as long as I call you... call you..." Her voice became weaker and weaker, and she almost held the last few words in her mouth. "You will... this is the last time."

Song Guanwen's eyes darkened, and he lowered his voice. He leaned close to Lin Xi's ear, gently rubbing her red earlobe, and whispered coaxingly: "Hmm? What did you call me?"

"Call you cousin..." Lin Xi subconsciously wanted to say that name, but stopped herself abruptly the moment it was about to come out of her mouth. She angrily reached out and pinched Song Guanwen's thin waist, "You are so cunning!"

"Uh!"

Song Guanwen tensed his waist and abdomen unexpectedly, and the lines of his muscles instantly became clear under Lin Xi's hands. He pressed down Lin Xi's rebellious hands, his chest heaving violently, and his hot breath sprayed on her neck, "Xixi..."

……

The moment his vision began to shake, Lin Xi looked at the warm yellow halo swaying above his head in a daze, with only one thought left in his mind.

Isn't it said that men are no longer capable after the age of 25? How come this man is in his thirties and still as energetic as a bull?