The blind boss's nanny

Lin Xiaoman thought for a moment and said seriously,

"I'll praise you as much as I can. I'll praise how incredibly handsome you are when you're in pain, I'll praise you as the toughest man in the universe, I'll praise you until you're too embarrassed to even cry out in pain."

This time, Lu Tingzhao actually chuckled softly.

The laughter was soft, yet like a gentle breeze, it finally dispelled the gloom that had shrouded him for so long.

"Lin Xiaoman".

He called her name.

"Um?"

Lu Tingzhao tightened his arms around Lin Xiaoman, pulling her closer into his embrace. Their bodies pressed tightly together, and the unease and heaviness that had been pervasive earlier were finally dispelled by this quiet embrace, leaving only a silent flow of warmth.

He buried his face in the warm crook of her neck and took a deep breath...

The next second, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"On your body,"

His voice was muffled against her skin, carrying a hint of tension.

"It smells like another man."

Lin Xiaoman felt ticklish from his breath, and while laughing and shrinking her neck to avoid him, she explained:

"...It's Leng Feng. He lent me his coat for a while...sigh!"

Before she could finish speaking, a slight stinging pain suddenly shot through her bare shoulder.

Lu Tingzhao actually opened his mouth and bit her lightly.

The force was perfectly controlled, somewhere between affection and punishment, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

Lin Xiaoman gasped in surprise, her ears burning instantly.

"Lu Tingzhao! Why...why are you biting people?"

She tried to turn and glare at him, but he held her tightly in his arms and she couldn't move.

"I don't like it."

He uttered those words with an air of self-righteousness, his warm breath brushing against the skin of her shoulders and neck, stirring a subtle sense of oxygen.

Lin Xiaoman was both ashamed and annoyed, but she felt that his originally tense body actually relaxed because of this small movement.

"You are mine."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone childishly domineering, and then gently licked the shallow teeth mark.

"Who's yours now!"

Lin Xiaoman's heart was pounding, but she still refused to back down.

"I have personal freedom!"

The man's lips did not leave; instead, they slowly and deliberately moved around the shallow teeth marks, kissing the surrounding area.

The moist touch felt like a faint electric current, spreading inch by inch across the skin.

Lin Xiaoman's breathing became erratic, and she instinctively flinched, her voice trembling with unsteadiness:

"Don't...don't leave any traces..."

This almost pleading refusal was like oil thrown into a fire. Lu Tingzhao's breathing suddenly became more unsteady, his warm breath spraying all over her sensitive neck.

His palm, burning hot, slid slowly down her slender waist, caressing her soft curves, and then moved to her smooth back, which was largely exposed by her dress.

The touch of the palm is delicate and slightly cool, like the finest silk, yet it comes alive and vibrant because of the owner's slight trembling.

It was shameful, but at that moment, he did recall what Lu Tingzhou had said earlier. His longing for her, mixed with the indulgence bestowed by darkness, surged through his blood.

Why use your eyes?

At this moment, he only wanted to use his lips, his hands, and every other way he could sense her to imprint and claim this territory that belonged to him, inch by inch.

He took her already red earlobe into his mouth, whispering softly, his voice hoarse:

"Today outside... so many people complimented you on how beautiful you are."

The scorching breath entered her ear canal, and Lin Xiaoman trembled all over. She managed to maintain the last bit of her playful tone, but her voice was so soft it was almost ethereal:

"Well...of course...I'm the face of the business..."

The last word was cut off by his tightening arms and the kiss that followed.

It was a real, possessive kiss. He pried open her lips and teeth, thrusting deep inside, allowing no retreat. All restraint, all reason, was swept away by the surging tide of passion in that moment.

Darkness deprives us of sight, but it sharpens our other senses to the extreme.

She dodged slightly, but the sounds coming from her throat, her gradually relaxing body, and the body temperature that was just as hot as his, transmitted through the thin fabric... all became the most lethal catalysts.

His hand caressed the delicate strap at the back of her dress, his fingertips hooking one end.

The silky satin dress lost its support and slid down softly, piling up at her feet.

Suddenly exposed to the cool air, Lin Xiaoman instinctively wanted to curl up, but before she could move...

The silicone nipple covers were peeled off.

The stuck part detached from the skin, accompanied by a sudden, pulling, slight pain.

"--ah."

She took a light breath, her voice escaping softly from between her lips.

The next second, it was replaced by another feeling.

Lu Tingzhao lowered his head and said that a kiss would make everything alright.

Lin Xiaoman bit her lower lip and buried her face even deeper into his shoulder.

In the still darkness, my breathing gradually became erratic.

Lu Tingzhao's palms looked like they had just spilled a bowl of sweet, thick white fungus soup.

He gently stroked the glistening surface again, and Lin Xiaoman subconsciously bit her knuckles, her teeth digging into her flesh, trying to fight against this unfamiliar emotion.

She knew what was going to happen next, and reason was sounding an alarm in her mind.

Having been with someone like Lu Tingzhao is something to be proud of.

Yes, the girls on the internet will definitely say she eats well.

The thought made her ears burn even hotter. She took a deep breath and clenched her teeth deeper into her lower lip.

Then she heard the crisp clinking of metal buckles as they were unfastened, the sharp "rip" of zippers sliding down, and the rustling of belts being pulled off her waistband.

Every sound was amplified in the darkness, pounding on her taut nerves, a roaring sound that made her blood rush through her eardrums.

Lin Xiaoman's gaze involuntarily lowered.

With just one glance, her cheeks burned instantly.

In the darkness, their bodies pressed tightly together allowed her to clearly perceive everything...

Lu Tingzhao turned his head and brought his warm lips close to her burning red earlobe.

His breath was hot, brushing against the small patch of skin near her ear. Yet his voice was low and calm:

"May I?"