The blind boss's nanny

Lin Xiaoman was finally able to catch her breath, her chest heaving violently.

"if……"

Her voice trembled, filled with shyness and annoyance.

"If I say no, will you listen to me?"

Lu Tingzhao had a gentle smile on his lips, but his body was burning hot.

"Won't."

He delivered the verdict frankly, his voice hoarse.

Lin Xiaoman barely heard this sentence... because the next second, her attention was completely taken away.

The taut string in her heart snapped in an instant, her fingertips digging deep into the man's arm muscles.

"Wait...wait a minute..."

Her voice changed, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Lu Tingzhao was slightly taken aback.

Sweat trickled down her jawline, dripping onto the hollow of her collarbone. He took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, his voice filled with suppressed frustration:

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect that..."

He didn't know it was her first time.

Lin Xiaoman frowned and said she felt a little uncomfortable.

Lu Tingzhao's lips pressed against her smooth, trembling shoulder, leaving behind a delicate and anxious kiss.

"good,"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he were coaxing someone, or as if he were trying to convince himself. He whispered something.

But in reality, it was not like that at all; it was as long as a gentle torture.

He used all his strength to remain still, and the veins on his forehead were visible.

Lu Tingzhao was trying his best to restrain himself.

The next second, a long and delicate kiss landed.

The man's warm lips lightly brushed against Lin Xiaoman's eyelashes, touching her briefly before pulling away.

Next came the tip of her nose, and finally, her lips.

His hands didn't stop either, slowly moving over her smooth back, from her trembling shoulder blades to her slender waist, stroking her back and forth again and again.

The most agonizing thing was the kiss he placed on her lips.

Like a thirsty little dog that still maintains its politeness, it carefully sips from a sweet spring. One sip after another.

Gently take her lower lip into your mouth, suck lightly, and then release.

This process was repeated over and over.

The shadows on the wall remained unchanged, still overlapping.

But the gentle, flowing kisses and the repeated, soothing touches melted away Lin Xiaoman's discomfort...

She began to try to respond to his gentle pecks, awkwardly and tentatively.

When she timidly stuck out her tongue and touched his lips, Lu Tingzhao's breath hitched.

He paused for a moment, then called to her in a hoarse voice, his voice filled with inquiry and pleading.

He whispered something in her ear.

Lin Xiaoman responded softly, burying her face in the crook of his neck, and said it was okay.

……

The tip of the giant serpent's tail made a very faint rustling sound on the withered leaves before returning to its deeper coiled position.

The serpent silently peeked out from the shadows, sensing the sweet, warm scent in the air. This scent subtly altered the flow of blood beneath its scales.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light swept across its territory. It was a fawn that had stumbled in unintentionally, carrying the warmth of its innocent breath and the soft sound of its footsteps.

The giant snake began to slowly sweep its tail, coil around, and approach the source of the alluring heat.

Exerting utmost restraint, measuring and testing the boundaries.

The fawn seemed to want to escape, its hooves pawing the ground restlessly, emitting short, pleading moans.

The sound was like sparks splashing into dry grass.

The giant snake swiftly caught the scent that was a mixture of fear and submission.

It uses all its scales to sense, restlessness surging in its blood, every inch of its bones roaring as it tightens, coils, and completely possesses.

Finally, at a point where it could no longer be endured, the fawn let out a very soft whimper.

The whistling of the wind through the gaps in the forest was blocked out, and the world shrank to the soft sound of scales rubbing against fur.

The rising temperature gradually synchronized with Lin Xiaoman's heartbeat and breathing.

Her legs were too weak to stand, so she could only lean on him helplessly, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging on him.

The world shrank to the point where the two of them were connected, leaving only the tactile sensation and his increasingly heavy and hot breath in her ear.

So this is what it feels like to do this kind of thing.

However, she always felt that something was wrong.

After a brief moment of confusion, Lin Xiaoman finally understood what was going on.

She was stunned.

"...Lu Tingzhao?"

She called his name softly, her voice filled with disbelief and hesitation.

The man did not answer.

It happened in an instant.

It happened so fast that even he was taken aback.

Lin Xiaoman finally realized something. She subconsciously tried to back away, but Lu Tingzhao's arm held her even tighter, his forehead pressed against hers.

"sorry..."

He buried his face deeper into her shoulder, his breathing heavy and hot.

The air suddenly became quiet, and you could hear each other's still-beating hearts.

A moment later, Lin Xiaoman felt a slight nibble on her shoulder. It wasn't hard, but it carried a hint of frustration, like when Yuanbao would chew on her sleeve.

She suddenly felt like laughing.

She immediately pursed her lips to stop the laughter from spilling out, but the light in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

But strangely, it dispelled the last bit of awkwardness and discomfort.

She raised her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then gently placed it on his sweaty short hair.

"It's okay..."

She carefully chose her words, trying to make her voice sound calm, even with a slightly coaxing tone.

"To be able to align accurately even when you can't see... ten minutes is already amazing."

Lu Tingzhao's body stiffened.

"Lin Xiaoman".

He suddenly called her by her full name.

"……Um?"

"No laughing."

His voice was muffled and threatening.

Lin Xiaoman pursed her lips, but the smile in her eyes still showed.

I didn't laugh.