Chapter 17
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"Lass, don't cry. What happened?" Luo Tianyun's voice was especially gentle this time. Luan Xiaoxue's fear and timidity could not be alleviated. She stopped crying and looked at Luo Tianyun with a pitiful face. "The house I rented is completely flooded and the only set of clothes I have was blown away by the wind. I-I have nowhere to go."
"So that's how it is," Luo Tianyun let out a sigh of relief and gestured for Luan Xiaoxue to take a shower while he went upstairs to look for clothes for her. He went to his bedroom and found a set of pajamas that his wife usually wore. It was a set of ice silk pajamas that his wife usually wore. It was smooth and delicate to the touch, just like his wife's skin when she was young. They were childhood friends and grew up in the same courtyard. Ever since they were teenagers, the two of them had been very intimate. In the blink of an eye, decades had passed and the two of them were as familiar as one person. It was just that when his wife put on this set of pajamas, he would always caress it through the clothes. He would always be unable to help but imagine his wife when she was young. He knew that he was old. It was an old man's nostalgia for his youth. Now, he held this set of pajamas and felt the smooth ice silk rolling in his palm. He actually felt a surge of desire in his body. He quickly put down the pajamas and went to his daughter's room to find a set of his daughter's pajamas before going down to the first floor.
Luan Xiaoxue was still taking a shower. The sound of running water was like music to Luo Tianyun's ears. He tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his body and knocked on the bathroom door. "Lass, clothes."
A tender lotus-like arm with water droplets still on it reached out. Luo Tianyun took a look and just a look made his blood boil. He couldn't help but push the door with his hand and the door was pushed open. Luan Xiaoxue was like a frightened deer as she subconsciously covered her sensitive areas with a towel. Her face was as red as the morning sun as she timidly looked at Luo Tianyun.
Luo Tianyun's blood rushed to his head. When a beautiful ink painting unfolded, all of his rationality ran out of his mind. He went up to turn off the shower and wrapped the bath towel around Luan Xiaoxue before hugging Luan Xiaoxue.
"My Miss Conch." Luo Tianyun softly said and strode up to the second floor.
Luo Tianyun threw Luan Xiaoxue on the big bed and looked at her with admiration. The fragrance of grass entered Luo Tianyun's nostrils. Luan Xiaoxue, who had her eyes closed, heard the sound of Luo Tianyun inhaling. At first, she was afraid, but then she became nervous. She opened her eyes and looked at him shyly. Her gaze was as pure as a stream, knocking on his desire, his memories, and even his lost youth.
Luo Tianyun felt that it was very fun. So intimacy was actually this thrilling. He couldn't remember the last time he was intimate with his wife. Every time they did it, it was just a routine. This matter, to him, was becoming more and more of a responsibility.
That night, Luo Tianyun truly experienced what it felt like to lose one's soul for a moment. That night, he only felt tired when his body was completely explored and his desire was completely gone. Only then did he roll down from her body and slide to her side. He fell asleep soundly.
In the dark, Luan Xiaoxue opened a pair of watery eyes and looked at Luo Tianyun.
When he woke up early in the morning, Luo Tianyun was shocked again. Luan Xiaoxue's thigh was pressed against his stomach, but her whole face was stuck to his chest. She was petite and obediently curled up. Her mouth was slightly open, and there was even saliva flowing out. This appearance was really unsightly. But Luo Tianyun realized that he actually didn't hate this girl at all. He even reached out his hand and gently stroked her head. It felt like a father's love for his daughter, and also like an adult's care for his child. He didn't know why he had such a feeling. It was a strange feeling, but it was very honest. At the same time, he felt that he had the obligation to wear her down. Was he really treating her as a debt repayment?
When this thought came to mind, Luo Tianyun was shocked himself. But no matter which one it was, she was his, at least for now.
Luan Xiaoxue didn't wake up. She was sleeping soundly. No matter if Luo Tianyun removed her thigh from his body or stroked her head, he didn't wake her up. It's good to be young. Luo Tianyun was envious again. But envy was envy. He quickly turned over and got on the bed, dressed, and prepared to go to work.
Many people were envious of Luo Tianyun, the mayor. But no one would have thought that on a morning like this, he was envious of a girl who had nothing.
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