My thoughts at the beginning: Is the cold female professor a love-brained person?

Chapter 155: Drop! Black transparent stockings check in
Jiang Lin naturally noticed that she was stunned after looking down at the clothes in her hands. He whispered, "You promised me."

Yes, I agreed, but I didn’t expect him to be so anxious?

I don't want to wait even a day.
Finally, Zhou Ruohan closed the bathroom door with a red face.

Jiang Lin was waiting outside with great anticipation, his mind already wandering as he held the phone in his hand.

Xiaoguai didn't say anything to refuse just now.
Jiang Lin waited for almost ten minutes.

Just when he thought she was too shy to come out, the bathroom door opened.

Jiang Lin put down the phone in his hand and just stared at her.

Jiang Lin's shirt was too big for Zhou Ruohan. The hem just covered half of her thighs, but most of her legs were exposed.

The white shirt was loose, with the top two buttons undone, creating a V-neck effect.

You can see the delicate and beautiful collarbone.

Jiang Lin's eyes swept across her slightly red cheeks, then her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

Even the loose clothes can't hide her good figure, and finally she goes down.

The slender and white legs are covered with black stockings.

Maybe it's the material, there's a little light through the black stockings, and you can vaguely see the flesh color inside.
It’s really thin and light.

Moreover, black makes people look thinner, and it seems that the already long legs have been lengthened a lot.

Jiang Lin laughed, "Aren't you coming over?"

Zhou Ruohan seemed even more frightened when she heard his voice. She suddenly came to her senses and looked at Jiang Lin.

Her eyes were evasive and she felt embarrassed to look after hesitating for a few seconds before finally walking over.

Although Jiang Lin sat up straight, he was still sitting on the bed in essence.

As soon as Zhou Ruohan approached, he reached out and pulled her, making her stand between his legs.

Jiang Lin held her fair wrist with one hand and pressed his other hand on her lower back, mainly to prevent her from running away.

Then he just looked up at her.

I never thought about suppressing the smile on my lips.

Zhou Ruohan lowered her eyes and looked at him. It was obviously her who was standing, so he needed to look up at her.

But for some reason, Zhou Ruohan felt that Jiang Lin, who was sitting there, had a stronger aura than her.

She wanted to say something, but she was too nervous to speak.

Jiang Lin seemed to see through her embarrassment and laughed, "Little sweetheart, kiss me, or do you want to introduce your stockings yourself?"

"I, I haven't even worn it, how can I introduce it?" Zhou Ruohan was a little nervous, but still said it without thinking.

She really hadn't worn it very often. These were all bought for her by Mengyun when she went shopping with her.

I had teased her before, saying that such beautiful legs should be worn with stockings, and then walked around in front of Jiang Lin.
It's so funny. If Zhou Ruohan had the courage, they wouldn't have been living in such an awkward situation for almost two years.

Although she was wearing it now, she was still shy.

In particular, Jiang Lin's hand was moving down from her lower waist and finally touched the silky stockings.

Through the thin fabric, Jiang Lin's warm palm was pressed against her leg, and she felt a little hot.
She unconsciously wanted to hide.

Jiang Lin seemed to have noticed it, and instinctively pressed his hand hard on her leg, "Why are you hiding?"

His voice had become somewhat hoarse.

Jiang Lin's hands gently rubbed her legs a few times. In fact, he had touched her legs before when they went to the cinema.

But at that time we didn’t dare to go too far, mainly because there were surveillance cameras.

It was different at home. Jiang Lin exerted a little force and the person pounced on him.

Girls' bodies are naturally softer.

Because she was suddenly pressed down hard by someone, she instinctively reached out and hugged Jiang Lian's neck.

Jiang Lin smiled, and his breath hit her chest. The buttons of her clothes were not fully buttoned, so now all the breath was sprayed on her chest skin.

Jiang Lin watched as the porcelain-white skin turned pink.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he kissed the pink skin.

Zhou Ruohan called out in a low voice, "Husband"

Jiang Lin hummed and kissed her collarbone.

The hands that were originally holding his neck were now holding his head.

The posture was intimate, and her body was tense beyond her control.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Why are you still so scared after so many times?"

His hands had never been idle, moving down from her thighs and now touching her calves as she knelt down.

The stockings feel very good, but I don’t know what the quality is like?
Jiang Lin thought about it and just hugged her. Before Zhou Ruohan could come to her senses, he lay on the bed.

Jiang Lin supported his hands on her sides and met her shy and sparkling eyes.

He bent down and kissed the corner of her eye.

Sure enough, the person on the bed instinctively began to close his eyes.
Jiang Lin put one hand on her waist through her clothes.

After gently kneading, the person under me soon began to become soft.

Jiang Lin liked her waist, which happened to be a sensitive area.

Jiang Lin thought, if this girl wasn't tailor-made for him, then what could she be?
His hand moved down from her waist and back to her legs, "Little sweetheart, are your stockings of good quality?"

From this point on, how could Zhou Ruohan have the mind to think about the quality of her stockings?
Her mind was a mess and the sound of her heartbeat filled her entire ear cavity.

Jiang Lin didn't even need her to answer and kissed her on the lips.

As for the quality issue?

He can check it himself.

The light in the bedroom flickered a few times, and finally replaced by a dimmer wall lamp next to my ear.

As the lights changed, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become more sticky.

It was just like the dark clouds before a rainstorm, and even the wind was filled with sticky water.

A subtle tearing sound was heard along with a woman's low scream.

The snow-white flesh squeezed out from the torn stockings, with a different color.

The contrast between black and white is always rich and eye-catching.

I don’t know if it was due to violent tearing, but several buttons on the white shirt were broken and I can’t find them anymore.

The slender, white hands grabbed the shirt that was about to be pulled open with a little panic.

But a strong hand grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the side of her delicate, flushed face.

The scenery that you tried so hard to hide is finally visible.

Jiang Lin didn't give her any chance to protest, he lowered his head and blocked all her sounds.

The only sound in the room was some rapid breathing.

The torn hole was torn even bigger, and a hand never spared the snow-colored spot.

I always feel like it would look better in pink.
The shirt was always worn by her, carrying her unique scent.

It seems that stockings are really disposable.

Jiang Lin pressed her to the bed, kissed her behind the ear, and whispered, "Wife, the quality of these stockings is not very good~"

There was a smile of joy in his voice.

But the person being called wife couldn't respond to him, after all, his slender fingers were still pressing on her pink lips.
(End of this chapter)