Soon, a steaming cup of honey water was brought to her lips. Su Mo had waited for it to cool down a bit before bringing it to her. Jiang Jianhuan was awakened by the aroma, lazily opened her eyes, and drank most of the cup from his hand.
"I'm going to sleep." After finishing the drink, he turned his back on her.
"Go back now."
Jiang Jianhuan buried her head and fell asleep on the sofa again. Su Mo helplessly put the cup in her hand on the coffee table next to her and gently coaxed her.
"Why don't you go take a shower? I'll go back after you're done showering and going to bed."
The 'sleeping' person seemed to think for a moment, then its little head moved, with most of its face still pressed against the sofa, moving slowly.
"I don't want to move. Are you going to find me some nice clothes and carry me there?"
"...good."
Just before Su Mo was about to get up, she remembered something and asked, "Which pajamas do you want to wear?"
"Whatever." Jiang Jianhuan said impatiently and curtly.
Her room was just as it had been last time; it wasn't big, but it was decorated very cozyly. Su Mo opened the wardrobe on the left and saw her neatly folded pajamas on the top shelf. Su Mo took out a pink and white slip dress and then pulled open the bottom drawer.
Sure enough, the underwear, socks, and socks were all rolled up neatly.
This was actually Su Mo's habit, but during the time the two lived together, Su Mo was the one who tidied up the clothes. Over time, Jiang Jianhuan also got rid of his bad habit of throwing things around and became very well-behaved.
It's said that when two people are together for a long time, they start to resemble each other more and more. Su Mo thought back and realized that Jiang Jianhuan now is very similar to herself back then in some ways.
After finding her clothes and placing them in the bathroom, Su Mo went outside to call for help. It took her some effort to pull Jiang Jianhuan up from the sofa and half-carry, half-drag her into the bathroom.
After closing the door, he waited to the side, watching the time.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened along the way. After the pattering sound of water inside stopped, the door was opened a while later, and Jiang Jianhuan came out wearing a pink and white dress, revealing her smooth, fair skin that was still damp with the steam of hot water.
She had a very thin frame, with slender collarbones, shoulders, and arms, like a minor. Yet, she was surprisingly well-built in all the right places. Su Mo's gaze swept over her chest as if he had been burned by something.
"Didn't I get you underwear? Why aren't you wearing it?" He quickly turned away, avoiding her gaze.
"Why do you wear underwear to sleep?" Jiang Jianhuan stared at him strangely, speechless.
"Then you should go to sleep quickly, I'm going back." After Su Mo finished speaking, there was no movement behind him. He turned around and found Jiang Jianhuan kneeling by the bed, bending down and rummaging through something under the bed.
"What are you doing?" He immediately went over, grabbed her thin arm, lifted her up from the ground, and patted her knee.
"Don't crawl on the floor after you've just taken a shower, you're filthy."
"My strawberry fell in." She blinked, pointing to a spot on her dress with a wronged expression. Su Mo looked closely and saw that there were two small pink fabric strawberries sewn onto the nightgown. It seemed that the stitching had come undone from wearing it for too long, and one of them had fallen off.
Now, a bald patch has appeared next to another strawberry, making it look extremely out of place.
Jiang Jianhuan looked as if she had lost an extremely precious toy, clutching the spot with her fingers, feeling incredibly distressed.
he:"......"
"Let's look for it tomorrow, okay? You go to sleep first," Su Mo tried to coax her.
"No! I have to find that strawberry!" Jiang Jianhuan started making a fuss as soon as she heard that, breaking free from his hand and preparing to climb under the bed again.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it, don't move." Su Mo rolled up her sleeves, immediately lay down on the edge of the bed, and peeked inside.
Under the pitch-black bed, a faint light shone through, and he could vaguely see something that looked like a strawberry.
I don't know how it fell; it ended up in the middle of the bed.
Su Mo stretched out her arm and touched it, her fingertips quickly touching something soft.
He grabbed it, took it out, and his eyes lit up with joy.
"alright--"
Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and saw the person right in front of him. Jiang Jianhuan had also been lying down at some point. Startled by his sudden movement, she opened her eyes wide and her pink lips were slightly parted.
The sweet, soft scent of a young girl after a bath rushed in, and Su Mo felt a tingling sensation in her fingers, as if she had been touched by an electric current.
They were standing too close; Su Mo could clearly feel her shallow breathing. At that moment, her dark, glassy eyes were as clear as the stars in the sky, staring at him silently like a cat. Her unguarded, innocent charm and childlike nature made him want to grab her and tease her.
Su Mo's will, which had been shaken to the brink of destruction, had completely crumbled by tonight.
He leaned forward and bumped into those soft, pink lips.
Chapter 41
Jiang Jianhuan made a sound, caught off guard, but was then completely blocked, unable to utter a single syllable.
Her tongue was being sucked, her lips were being held, and the person in front of her seemed to be swallowing her whole; the onslaught was terrifying.
After kissing for a while, Su Mo seemed to find the position inconvenient, so he turned her around and held her in his arms with their backs against the bed.
Jiang Jianhuan was forced to spread her legs and sit on him.
He held her in his arms and kissed her passionately. Su Mo finally let go, and as his heavy breathing subsided, he couldn't wait to bury his face in her fair neck. His hands also couldn't resist slipping under the hem of her skirt, which was rolled up to her thighs.
Jiang Jianhuan rested her chin on his shoulder with her eyes half-closed, her cheeks flushed, her expression a mixture of unbearable pain and torment, her brows furrowed tightly, looking pitiful and endearing.
Su Mo kissed her neck upwards, and when she inadvertently looked up, she saw this scene. Her blood instantly surged like a wild horse, restless and boiling.
He picked up Jiang Jianhuan and placed her on the bed without any restraint. Pressing down on her soft, slender body, a familiar yet unfamiliar surge of passion washed over him.
The desire that had been suppressed deep within him for years made him intoxicated by her body.
Jiang Jianhuan was dizzy the whole time, her consciousness was hazy, and she felt like she was floating in mid-air, confused and happy.