Abstinence Admiral Don't Bite, the Softer Mermaid Top Thug

Chapter 92 Wife, Don’t Touch
The young man pressed his warm palm on it through a thin fabric barrier. Although the force was neither light nor heavy, Jing Weimian obviously bent his waist and could clearly feel that the skin on his lower back that was held by his hand was softened a little.

She didn't look up, but she didn't give up either.

The hand that was originally resting on his shoulder and neck, slightly curled up, slowly slid to the back of his neck. With a hint of playfulness, her fingertips scratched the back of his neck subtly, exposing him, "Secretly calling me wife again?"

The boy above him said in a low, hoarse voice, "I didn't do it secretly."

That was a deliberate shout.

And even after she spoke, Lu Lianbai did not take his hand away. He still held her waist as if nothing had happened, with no change in expression.

Jing Weimian's lips curved slightly, and she finally answered him, "I am a little sleepy, but I want to stay with you for a while longer, so, can you please finish writing your plan first?"

After a pause, the boy responded calmly, "Okay."

So next, Lu Lianbai held Jing Weimian's waist steadily with one hand, and held the pen again with the other hand, but tried his best to restrain the throbbing blue veins on the back of his hand.

After writing for a while, he would look down at the head resting on his shoulder, and then continue writing quickly.

Because he promised Jing Weimian that he would finish writing it well, even though Jing Weimian was sitting face to face on his lap and being held in his arms during the whole process, Lu Lianbai did not dare to disrespect her at all. He kept his shoulders straight and suppressed all desires. Only when he really could not control himself did he have to stop and secretly take a look at Jing Weimian in his arms.

It seemed like this was the most extreme thing he had done at the moment.

Fortunately, not long after, Lu Lianbai finally completed a thick stack of plans.

He put down the pen very gently, and the palm of his hand that was holding her slender waist was placed on the side of her waist. The other hand restrainedly moved down and passed over the side of her legs, intending to lift her up.

Jing Weimian, half asleep, noticed his actions and raised her head drowsily, her messy, smooth pink hair pressed against her cheeks. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Are you done?"

"Ah."

Lu Lianbai lowered his eyes, but he still had no intention of letting go of her hands. "I'll carry you to bed."

Jing Weimian didn't refuse, but as soon as he was picked up, he couldn't help kicking his feet and mumbling in a sticky voice, "My feet are so sore."

Maybe it was because he had been chasing the mermaid named Xiaoya on the seabed for too long during the day, and his fish tail was always moving at a high speed. Now it turned into a human form and sat comfortably on Lu Lianbai for half a day. Only then did he realize that the soreness was spreading from his toes.

Hearing this, Lu Lianbai's hand on her leg paused slightly, thinking that he was using too much force. He immediately adjusted his position, holding Jing Weimian sideways and sitting back down, looking down, "Where is it sore?"

Jing Weimian kicked both of her toes to show him, "They're so sore."

Lu Lianbai paused, then embraced Jing Weimian, who was sitting sideways on his lap, almost in his arms. At the same time, he slightly lowered his upper body, and with his other hand, he held up Jing Weimian's two small feet and placed them on his lap. He held one of the ankles with his hand and stepped on his palm, kneading it gently, and asked in a low voice, "Is this better?"

Jing Weimian hooked her hands around Lu Lianbai's neck and watched the young man rubbing her feet intently in the dim light from the table without blinking. After a while, she replied, "Yes."

"Then I'll press it again."

Lu Lianbai lowered his eyes and moved very gently as he massaged her two little feet back and forth. His fingers applied gentle force, and it seemed everything was normal.

However, in fact, Jing Weimian clearly felt that while Lu Lianbai was holding his ankle, his breath gradually became heavier, and his mental frequency also became unpredictable.

She was still wondering why his heart rate soared when he was just massaging her feet?
The next second, when Jing Weimian adjusted his sitting position, he accidentally touched something. He lowered his head and glanced, and instantly understood.

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

No wonder.

So that's why. Lu Lianbai knew she had discovered him, and he also knew that he had gone too far. Now he didn't even dare to rub her toes. He stiffly withdrew his hand and apologized softly, "I'm sorry."

Jing Weimian raised her eyes slightly and looked at him, deliberately rubbing him, "Are you afraid to sleep in the same bed with me because of this?"

The young man couldn't resist and turned his face away.

The voice could no longer be restrained, "Wife, don't touch me."

The smile in Jing Weiman's eyes became even wider.

Lu Lianbai didn't know that she was getting more and more excited when she heard him restrainedly calling her "wife".

She even thought that if it wasn't too late and she wasn't worried about waking up the little fish still sleeping in bed, she would have to trap the man under the fish's tail and let him scream to his heart's content.

But it is really inappropriate at the moment.

Plus, he had important things to do tomorrow, so Jing Weimian could only suppress those evil thoughts for the time being and slowly stopped laughing. "Okay, I'll let you go for now."

Lu Lianbai asked hoarsely, "Are your feet still sore?"

Jing Weimian cast a faint glance downwards and said deliberately, "I dare not be sour anymore."

Hearing the implication of her words, Lu Lianbai's neck skin began to spread abnormal heat again, and he tried to explain to her.

Jing Weimian knew when to stop, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I'm much better now."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to put her hands around his neck and said, "Carry me to the bed."

Lu Lianbai picked her up obediently and carefully laid her down on the bed. When he let go of her hand, Jing Weimian's hand slowly slid down from his neck, tugging at the corner of his shirt, and lowered his voice to induce her: "Are you really not going to sleep here?"

Lu Lianbai's eyes only stayed on her slender fingers pulling at the hem of his clothes. He didn't dare to look at her face at all, and his voice was hoarse, "...No."

Seeing this, Jing Weimian didn't feel like provoking him anymore, so he let go, "So, am I really going to sleep?"

"Ah."

Lu Lianbai looked calm, with his eyes lowered, but he did not forget to cover her and the baby with a blanket.

After that, I went out to take a cold shower. When I returned to the cabin, Jing Weimian had already fallen asleep with the little fish in his arms.

Lu Lianbai looked at the bed for a while, then stretched out the quilt that was a little wrinkled by the two of them, and made sure that there was no problem before returning to his bed on the floor and lying down.

The next day, as soon as a ray of light came through the wooden window, Lu Lianbai woke up first according to the biological clock he had developed over the years.

After he got up, the first thing he did was to check on Jing Weiman and Xiao Yuzai who were sleeping in bed.

Carefully supporting Jing Xiaoyu's head which was about to fall off his pillow, he moved the pillow down a little. Seeing Jing Weiman's hand slipping out from under the quilt, he pulled the edge of the quilt to cover it.

Afterwards, Lu Lianbai carefully folded up the bed quilt he had spread on the floor, walked out of the cabin, and went to help his aunt, who had also just gotten up, to get water and make breakfast.

"Wei Mian still hasn't woken up yet?"

"Well," Lu Lianbai paused as he was adding more fire to the stove, and explained in a calm and natural tone, "My wife was too tired yesterday. I'll call her later."

(End of this chapter)