Chapter 195: Taking Jiang Nannan 3 About ten minutes passed.
With a soft creak, the bathroom door was cautiously pushed open a crack. Steam carrying a hazy warmth quietly drifted out, instantly adding a touch of warmth to the room.
A slender, pale foot emerged.
Jiang Nannan walked out slowly, head bowed, her hands awkwardly clasped in front of her.
Her long, wet hair flowed like liquid gold, softly draping over her delicate, fragile neck and graceful collarbone. Droplets rolled down the ends of her strands, tracing the smooth, porcelain-like skin before winding their way down into deeper, more alluring curves.
She wore an extremely sheer black spaghetti-strap nightgown, soft and clinging to her form in a nearly transparent gauze fabric.
Two slender black straps outlined the neckline between her collarbone and shoulder line, accentuating her swan-like neck, making it appear even more fair and slender.
Beneath the neckline, the view was tantalizingly hidden yet revealed. The fabric outlined the rounded, full contours of a young girl's budding blossom. While not quite as developed as Ma Xiaotao's, it was far more mature than Wang Dong's or Ning Tian's.
Similar to Wu Feng's, yet not as pronounced, it appeared delicate and tempting.
Because Ye Chen had already tasted her during the day...
The sheer skirt fell to just above her knees, covering only most of her thighs and revealing dazzlingly white, rounded calves.
Simple sandals adorned her feet, her delicate toes curling slightly, betraying a hint of nervousness.
She usually dressed quite conservatively, yet even she couldn't explain why she'd pulled out this strappy nightgown she hadn't worn in ages...
She'd intended to wear something more modest to prevent Ye Chen from getting any ideas.
But deep down, she'd subconsciously wanted to look more appealing...
"Sis Nan Nan, come over here. Let me dry your hair—it's still damp. Don't catch a chill~"
Ye Chen tossed aside the covers and beckoned to Jiang Nan Nan.
"Mm... thanks..."
Jiang Nannan's face flushed as she slowly approached Ye Chen's bedside, then sat down gently at the headboard, her back turned to him.
Ye Chen moved behind her, effortlessly snatching a clean towel. His movements were natural as he began drying her damp hair, using his soul power to accelerate the evaporation of moisture.
His touch was gentle. As he dried her hair, his fingers massaged her scalp through the towel, relaxing her.
The room gradually fell silent, filled only with their intertwined breaths and the faint rustling of the towel against damp hair.
Yet the atmosphere grew as thick and potent as aged wine, silently fermenting and intensifying.
Ye Chen's movements were slow and focused, as if he were handling not hair, but some precious treasure.
His eyelids were lowered, yet his gaze involuntarily drifted to those two full, tempting curves, half-concealed by sheer black fabric.
Moistened by steam, the fabric was nearly transparent, rippling slightly with Jiang Nannan's tense breaths—an unspoken invitation.
Ye Chen's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, his swallow echoing distinctly in the silent room.
"Um... are you done yet..."
Jiang Nannan sensed Ye Chen's gaze and shifted her body instinctively.
She'd noticed long ago. Ye Chen peeking was one thing—she'd pretended not to see.
But this guy actually swallowing... that was crossing the line...
"Almost done~"
Ye Chen smiled, tossed aside the towel, and gently tugged at Jiang Nannan.
"Yaaah~"
Jiang Nannan lost her balance and fell backward.
Ye Chen's arms wrapped around her like resilient vines, gently pulling her close.
Her entire body went limp, crashing into Ye Chen's broad, warm embrace. Her cheek pressed against his solid, heated chest. Through the thin nightgown, she could distinctly feel his heart beating wildly and powerfully.
As if in resonance, her own heartbeat suddenly quickened.
The thump-thump-thump echoed like drums beating against her heart.
Jiang Nannan's mind went blank, her entire body feeling so limp she couldn't muster a single ounce of strength.
Every breath carried Ye Chen's scent. This feeling of being completely possessed and enveloped was unfamiliar yet irresistibly alluring.
Ye Chen exerted gentle pressure, softly guiding Jiang Nannan onto the soft bed and tucking her under the covers.
"Nannan..."
Ye Chen murmured softly, holding the warm, fragrant body in his arms.
The girl in his embrace was soft and warm, radiating the lingering moisture after a bath and the unique sweetness of youth, her form pressed tightly against his contours.
Ye Chen could distinctly feel those two astonishingly soft, full curves pressing tightly against his chest. Through the thin fabric, he seemed to sense their incredible elasticity and substantial weight.
Her slender waist trembled slightly beneath his palm. Lower still, his fingers traced the astonishingly elastic curve of her firm, rounded hips—the sensation transmitted clearly through the sheer nightgown...
"Mmm..."
Jiang Nannan murmured in response, her voice soft and delicate.
Her eyes remained tightly shut, utterly unable to meet Ye Chen's gaze.
But her body's resistance grew weaker by the moment.
Ye Chen tilted his head slightly and pressed his lips to Jiang Nannan's.
"Mmm..."
Jiang Nannan emitted a response that bordered on a whimper.
Her soft lips were captured, gently yet firmly pressed against his. A powerful, unfamiliar masculine aura mingled with Ye Chen's own pleasant scent, instantly engulfing and consuming her.
Jiang Nannan's cheeks flushed crimson, as if on fire.
Ye Chen's embrace was too solid, his presence too commanding.
It drained every ounce of strength from her body, replaced by an indescribable ache and longing seeping from her very bones.
It felt like countless tiny ants crawling across her heart, an unbearable tingling sensation.
Ye Chen, as if tasting the sweetest honey, was no longer satisfied with a mere taste.
He slightly increased the suction, taking her soft lower lip into his mouth, gently biting and licking it.
His firm tongue, like the most valiant commander, carried an unyielding resolve. With effortless ease, it pried open her teeth, still slightly parted from nervous tension, and advanced deep inside...
...penetrating that slippery, warm place...
...that secret sanctuary fragrant with a maiden's sweet, delicate scent...
...
"Nannan..."
After a long while, Ye Chen called out again.
His tone held inquiry, held desire, but above all, it held deep affection.
Jiang Nannan's slender body trembled slightly before going limp.
Though not yet ready, in this setting she didn't want to dampen Ye Chen's spirits and chose to yield.
Outdoors during the day, she'd been shy and resistant, unable to let go.
Now, however, tucked within the warmth of the bedding, she felt a sense of security.
It seemed as though whatever happened here would remain unknown to others.
Enveloped by this "sense of security," combined with the intimate atmosphere and her own feelings for Ye Chen, Jiang Nannan finally nodded her consent.
Ye Chen smiled faintly, no longer hesitating...
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