12dz Chapter 157: Saving the Crazy Mistress in Sheep's Clothing
Chapter 157: Saving the Crazy Mistress in Sheep's Clothing
Wen Yang knew Ling Han was coming almost the moment she heard the voice, and the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably.
She turned and ran towards the bedroom door, ready to welcome Ling Han in.
But just as she opened the door, a dark shadow fell from above, grabbed her hand, and pushed her inside.
After pushing Wen Yang back into the bedroom, Ling Han spoke softly, "It's cold outside. You're not wearing enough. Don't catch a cold." There was considerate concern in his words.
However, when Ling Han closed the door and turned around, his eyes were not on Wen Yang, but looked away at an angle, and urged Wen Yang again to put on a coat quickly to avoid catching a cold.
Wen Yang walked up to Ling Han with some doubts, but when she walked up to Ling Han, Ling Han's gaze immediately moved to the other side, as if he was avoiding something.
Wen Yang glanced down at herself, and then thought of Ling Han reminding her to put on clothes. She instantly realized that Ling Han didn't dare to look at her directly because of her current attire.
She had just finished her shower and felt hot, so she simply put on a white silk nightgown over her bellyband, like a silk nightgown, with a belt loosely tied around her waist. It looked like the whole thing would slide off with just a slight pull...
Although she herself didn't think it was a big deal, after all, the small camisole tops in the old world were much more sexy than these thin silk pajamas.
However, Ling Han in front of him clearly had an expression that said "don't look at anything inappropriate", which aroused Wen Yang's desire to tease him.
Thinking about how Ling Han had deliberately taken off his clothes in her princess residence, and how he had deliberately held her and sat her on his lap last time... Wen Yang decided to take this opportunity to take revenge.
She raised her hand to fan her face, tugging at her collar as she fanned herself, and asked in a puzzled manner, "Is it cold outside? Why do I feel a little hot?"
As she spoke softly, she moved in front of Ling Han and tilted her head slightly towards him. Her eyes were sparkling, as clear as a deer's eyes, glistening with water in the lingering night.
Ling Han's eyes met with it and he was stunned. It was as if the air around him was still. He could only faintly smell a slight fragrance coming from Wen Yang's body after bathing.
Then his gaze moved down uncontrollably, and he vaguely saw a corner of the light red bellyband inside Wen Yang's exposed chest.
Ling Han clearly felt his cheeks getting hot after seeing the red color, and he also realized that his gaze was too direct at the moment, so he quickly retracted his gaze and tried to divert his attention.
He cleared his throat and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice: "Ayang, it's not appropriate for you to dress like this."
Wen Yang noticed the embarrassment on Ling Han's face, but she didn't intend to withdraw. Instead, she moved closer to Ling Han even more boldly. She pretended not to understand and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong? I just feel that the room is a little hot. Don't you feel hot?"
As Wen Yang spoke, he gently raised his hand and stroked his neck. Inadvertently, he also pulled at the silk pajamas draped over his shoulders. Due to the smooth texture of the pajamas, they were almost about to slip off his shoulders with such a pull.
Ling Han's Adam's apple rolled. He knew that he could no longer be led by Wen Yang. The action of Wen Yang lifting the clothes on his shoulders just now seemed to have touched his heartstrings. If only a little bit, his reason would be devoured by the flames of desire.
Thinking of this, Ling Han closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. Then he stepped forward, picked up Wen Yang by the waist, and strode towards the bed.
Wen Yang also seemed to be surprised that Ling Han would do this, and she exclaimed.
However, before she could adjust her position in Ling Han's arms, the next second, Ling Han threw her onto the bed a little roughly, before she could get up.
Ling Han blew out the candle on the bedside, and then the bed curtains fell, and Wen Yang's eyes fell into darkness.
She could feel Ling Han's strong arms supporting her head, pinning her to the small space beneath him. Even though she couldn't see anything at the moment, she felt a strong sense of oppression...
This kind of atmosphere made Wen Yang unconsciously tense his body in the darkness.
In order to prevent Wen Yang from escaping, Ling Han pressed his legs on Wen Yang's legs, and naturally felt the changes in Wen Yang's body.
In the darkness, Ling Han leaned over and slowly approached Wen Yang's face, "Ayang, you are playing with fire."
Ling Han's breath was so close that Wen Yang could feel the heat coming out of Ling Han's lips, and his heart was in his throat.
In the darkness, Wen Yang's eyes gradually adapted to the dark light, and she could feel Ling Han's vague outline covering her in the darkness.
In such an ambiguous and charming atmosphere, Wen Yang's breathing became rapid. She spoke with a slight tremor in her voice: "Ling Han... I..."
"Not hot anymore?" Ling Han asked with a chuckle.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm..." Wen Yang nodded immediately.
Ling Han looked at her like this and a faint laugh escaped his throat. He spoke in a leisurely tone, "But I'm very hot now."
Immediately afterwards, Ling Han propped himself up in front of Wen Yang's stunned gaze, then pulled out a thin rope from his waist, lifted Wen Yang's arms up, and gently grasped her two arms, which were as thin as lotus roots, together. Without waiting for Wen Yang to react, he quickly tied Wen Yang's hands with the thin rope.
Wen Yang's eyes widened in shock at Ling Han's sudden action. She clearly just wanted to tease him with words and see Ling Han's shy look, but why did Ling Han get her on the bed and tie her up?
Wen Yang tried to twist her wrists to break free, but it was in vain. Ling Han tied her with just the right amount of force, not too loose, not too tight, leaving her no chance of breaking free.
Seeing that his wrist couldn't be freed, Wen Yang said with some embarrassment: "Ling Han, what are you doing?"
Hearing Wen Yang's words, Ling Han's tone was filled with a hint of amusement. He said softly, "I saw that you were feeling hot just now, so I wanted to help you cool down."
Then he gently put his head close to Wen Yang's cheek and blew gently...
Feeling a faint cool breeze on her cheek, which made her cheek itchy, Wen Yang shivered unconsciously.
Then Ling Han leaned over, slowly lowered his head, and blew a breath towards Wen Yang's neck...which made Wen Yang tremble slightly.
Finally, Ling Han moved his head to Wen Yang's waist and gently bit one side of the belt that tied Wen Yang's pajamas. He pulled it back slightly, and the knot of silk completely untied...
The pajamas that were originally gathered in front of the chest spread out to both sides, and the light red bellyband inside the pajamas was now fully exposed in the darkness.
Although Wen Yang didn't think there was anything shameful about wearing a bellyband, the close distance between the two of them made her face blush like a sunset in the dark.
"You, what do you want to do..." Wen asked in a trembling voice.
After a long time, a hoarse whisper was heard in the darkness: "Ayang, I want to kiss you."