Chapter 983 - 41: Xiao Chong Side Story
Chapter 983: Chapter 41: Xiao Chong Side Story
Xiao Chong lay down, simultaneously, the curtain rod made a subtle sliding sound.
The inner blackout curtain opened, leaving only a layer of cotton and linen translucent white gauze, hardly blocking the night.
"Why did the curtain open by itself!" Lin Wanwan clutched Xiao Chong’s pajamas in a panic.
Xiao Chong laughed by her ear, "It’s not a paranormal event; it’s an electric curtain. I opened it."
Lin Wanwan: "..."
Xiao Chong began to kiss her lightly, speaking in a husky voice: "Don’t be scared, it’s translucent but not transparent, and there are no buildings directly across."
The moon couldn’t be seen in the sky today, but the night wasn’t pitch dark, mainly because the city’s lights illuminated the neighborhood brightly.
Through the light of the white gauze, Xiao Chong’s sculptural silhouette could be faintly seen.
With one hand, Xiao Chong untied the strap of Lin Wanwan’s nightgown, without a trace of hesitation.
Lin Wanwan’s heart was in chaos, looking at his face shrouded in backlight, she couldn’t help but swallow.
The darkness amplified her voice but also masked her embarrassment.
Not being able to see Xiao Chong’s face had the bonus of letting her pretend to be an ostrich.
Lin Wanwan was confused, thinking it would be the same procedure as last time on the eleventh.
But she was wrong; this time was a completely unfamiliar experience. Lin Wanwan, uncomfortable, pushed him away, but Xiao Chong effortlessly caught one of her hands, moving it downward.
Lin Wanwan hastily clenched her fist, calling him: "Xiao Chong!"
"Call me cousin."
"...You’re a pervert."
"Good girl, call me cousin."
Lin Wanwan bit her lip, deciding to ignore him.
"Help me, can you?"
Lin Wanwan couldn’t, but still, he taught her hand in hand.
"Wanwan, be good, call me cousin, I want to hear it."
With her head fuzzy, Lin Wanwan, as he wished, softly called out: "Cousin."
Immediately, Xiao Chong stopped the motion of holding Lin Wanwan’s hand, burying his face in her shoulder, his voice hoarse: "I can’t believe just one word is enough."
Lin Wanwan was completely bewildered, feeling as if her soul was still floating in the air, she asked again: "Cousin, did we...?"
Xiao Chong lifted his head, pecked her lips, and said in a low voice, "No, little fool."
A night of chaos.
Saturday morning, snow began to fall outside.
The sound of the wind and snow didn’t wake Lin Wanwan, but the movement of a certain someone beside her did.
Lin Wanwan opened her eyes, looking up at Xiao Chong.
"Awake? Hungry?"
Feeling herself lying in his arms, intimately nestled against him, Lin Wanwan’s face turned red, and she lowered her eyes: "Not hungry."
Xiao Chong withdrew his arm, smiling: "I’m hungry; if I don’t eat something soon, I won’t last."
He turned over and got out of bed, Lin Wanwan covered her head with the quilt.
Such a simple sentence, yet for some reason, she heard a different meaning.
It wasn’t until Xiao Chong’s footsteps faded away and she heard the bedroom door close that Lin Wanwan sat up from under the covers.
The pure cotton nightgown with lantern sleeves brushed against her skin, inexplicably making her shiver, and yesterday’s scene suddenly surfaced in her mind.
Ignoring the discomfort faintly emanating from her chest, Lin Wanwan hurriedly retied the vintage ribbon of her nightgown.
Pausing for a moment, she picked up the smart curtain remote from the bedside table and closed the inner blackout curtain, making the room dark but bringing a sense of security.
Lin Wanwan turned on the light, got up, and walked to the wardrobe, pulling open a drawer where neatly placed underwear was arranged in storage boxes.
She casually grabbed one, and just as she took off her nightgown to put it on, Xiao Chong’s voice suddenly came from the doorway, startling her into covering herself with a scream: "Go out first!"
Xiao Chong indeed immediately retreated, closing the door.
"Wanwan, breakfast is ready, do you want to come out and eat?"
Lin Wanwan pressed her wildly beating heart for a moment before responding: "Mm."
Even though last night was already like that, and she couldn’t tell how many times he had touched her, hardly different from what real couples do, when suddenly being seen, Lin Wanwan was still shy.
She quickly put on her bra, then put on the cotton undershirt on the bench at the foot of the bed, slipped into yesterday’s cashmere dress, and only felt relieved when she was fully dressed.
She quickly washed up in the en-suite bathroom where Xiao Chong had also prepared skincare products for her. She applied them meticulously.
Then she walked out of the bathroom, leaning against the bench at the foot of the bed, her body still soft, not wanting to move.
"Wanwan, I’m coming in."