Chapter 197: It’s My Problem
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Everything should be done step by step. It was really not worth scaring her off.
Liang Xun kissed Jing Yao again and again. When his lips drifted to her neck, Jing Yao was no longer as nervous as before.
Liang Xun looked up and his lips continued to land on Jing Yao’s neck comfortingly. He accurately found Jing Yao’s fair palm with one hand and led her hand down…
An hour later, Jing Yao was carried to the bathroom by Liang Xun.
She sat in the bathtub with a suitable temperature. Her eyelids drooped slightly as she leaned against Liang Xun, wishing she could fall asleep.
Liang Xun washed her hair gently. His slender fingers rubbed her scalp, and her skin was against his. There was nothing between the two of them. Liang Xun quickly became restless again.
However, seeing that Jing Yao was so sleepy, he could only suppress his rising desire and quickly help her wash up. He wrapped her hair in a soft towel and carried her to the bed to sleep. Her wet hair was draped over the bed with a towel.
Liang Xun brought a chair over and sat at the side to dry her hair.
Jing Yao had already fallen asleep with her eyes closed. She was woken up by the sound of the hairdryer. She waved her hand. “Noisy.”
Liang Xun turned off the hairdryer and smiled helplessly. “If 1 don’t dry your hair, you’ll have a headache tomorrow morning.”
Jing Yao snorted. She didn’t know if she heard him or not, but she picked up the blanket and covered her face, preparing to continue sleeping.
Liang Xun sighed and pulled her blanket down a little. He lowered his voice and said, “Alright, go to sleep. I won’t disturb you.”
Without any noise, Jing Yao fell asleep very quickly.
Liang Xun called her twice softly. Seeing that she didn’t react, he finally took the hairdryer and turned it to the lowest gear to slowly blow dry Jing Yao’s black hair.
After drying her hair, Liang Xun picked her up and put her down to sleep. Then, he went to the bathroom to clean up the mess.
After coming out, he took his cell phone to look at the time. Only then did he realize that there were several messages on WeChat.
Mom: [Son, can your father and 1 come over tomorrow to see Yaoyao?]
Liang Xun looked at the girl sleeping soundly on the bed and replied: [Sure, I’ll be at home tomorrow.]
Sun Jia should be asleep at this time and did not reply to him.
It was good that his parents were here. Otherwise, Yaoyao would definitely be angry tomorrow. If he didn’t handle it well, he would even have a cold war with him. It would be better if Sun Jia mediated.
Liang Xun continued to read other news. When he saw Zhu Sui, he frowned.
Zhu Sui: [Zhu Ling said that Jing Yao invited them to your house tomorrow. 1’11 come too.]
Liang Xun: […]
They even got together.
He wasn’t the only master of this house now. He would tell Jing Yao about it tomorrow morning when she woke up.
Liang Xun replied to Zhu Sui, put his cell phone aside, went to bed, pulled Jing Yao into his arms, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
Perhaps because she exercised too much before bed, although Jing Yao only moved her hands, she was still drenched in sweat. She slept well that night and slept until dawn.
She had a good sleep, but when she woke up the next morning, Jing Yao’s inner thigh was burning and her hands were so sore that she could barely raise them.
Liang Xun, on the other hand, was refreshed. He woke up half an hour earlier than Jing Yao and was standing at the door at this moment. He greeted Jing Yao with a smile, “Yaoyao, good morning.”
Jing Yao glared at him and turned away, not wanting to look at him.
Liang Xun raised his eyebrows. He had long expected this situation.
He walked to the bed, sat on it, and whispered to Jing Yao, “Shall I carry you to wash up?”
Jing Yao waved her hand as if she was chasing away a fly. “I don’t need you. 1 can do it myself.”
Liang Xun coughed lightly. “1 was wrong, Yaoyao, but I’ve already tried my best to endure it.”
That was true. Because he was afraid that Jing Yao would feel uncomfortable, Liang Xun didn’t take the last step. At first, he only planned to use his hands, but not long after, Jing Yao complained that her hands were sore, so he could only use her legs.
It was naturally incomparable to the two of them’s first time, but Liang Xun was still very satisfied.
Hearing Liang Xun’s words, Jing Yao glared at him. “Don’t talk to me, beast!”
“…” Liang Xun.
Jing Yao got out of bed and was about to go to the bathroom when she took two steps and accidentally rubbed against her inner thigh.
Liang Xun quickly walked to her side and reached out to carry her without any explanation.
Jing Yao raised her hand and punched his shoulder gently, as if she was wheedling.
“It’s all your fault. My skin must have broken,” Jing Yao mumbled.
Liang Xun smiled and retorted, “No, 1 saw it last night. It’s not broken. It’s just a little red. The key is that Yaoyao’s skin is too tender.”
Jing Yao rolled her eyes and said angrily, “So you’re blaming me?”
Liang Xun was stunned and caught between laughter and tears. “No, it’s not Yaoyao’s fault. It’s my fault..”