448: Chapter 311 Nanxi, we live under the same quilt and die in the same coffin_1 448: Chapter 311 Nanxi, we live under the same quilt and die in the same coffin_1 âYou drink the milk, and Iâll give you a massage!â The man laughed, his voice soothing as he spoke.
âDonât doubt me, Iâm very professional!â
Very professional?
Nanxi was taken aback, âHave you massaged other women before?â
âWhat are you talking about?â Lu Yinchu handed over the glass of milk, which Nanxi obediently took.
âWhen I was young, I used to massage my grandfatherâs legs and shoulders all the time.
As I grew older, the habit stuck.
My grandfather even said I was better than professional masseusesâ¦â
He smiled and continued, âSo, little girl, youâre in for a treat today!â
Well then, a tiny bubble of happiness rose in Nanxiâs heart.
She replied, ââ¦I see!â
âThatâs right, so now, while enjoying your husbandâs massage, can you be good and finish your milk?â
Nanxi held up her glass of milk, âWatch me chug it down in one gulp!â
Lu Yinchu: ââ¦â
Behaving obediently, Nanxi chugged down her milk in one gulp and then leaned back on the bed to enjoy Lu Yinchuâs âserviceâ.
She genuinely felt that Lu Yinchuâs âskillâ was excellent!
Of course, he himself was even better!
Handsome, rich, considerate, and he even gives her massages.
She wondered what Yang Su and Lan Qiqiâs reactions would be if she told them this!
In any case, she dared not imagine, feeling particularly thrilled!
After Lu Yinchu had been massaging Nanxi for over half an hour, her sore legs felt much better.
She was so comfortable she could fall asleep!
When his touch left her, his deep voice brushed past her ear, âDo you feel better?â
Nanxi, with her eyes closed in enjoyment, replied, âI feel good~~â
The manâs lips licked her ear, âSince your husband made you feel good, shouldnât you return the favor and make your husband feel good tooâ¦â
Nanxi instantly opened her eyes just to realize the manâs body was draped over hers before she could react.
She wanted to get away, but he had already pinned her arms down, leaned over and kissed her hand, âNanxi, how could you keep me waitingâ¦â
âIâ¦
when did I ever keep you waiting!â
Nanxi blushed.
Hadnât they been together every night for the past few days?
âYesterday doesnât count, Iâve been waiting all day today.
How can you keep me waiting like this?â
The manâs voice was ambiguous as it brushed her nose, his soft kisses landing on her cheeks, just skimming the surface, like kindling a fire!
Nanxiâs body softened slightly, unsure of what to do or what to sayâ¦
âLu Yinchu, youâ¦
arenât you tired?â Her voice stammered!
The man laughed, leaning in to steal a forceful kiss, âHow could I be tired before weâve even startedâ¦â
With that, he leaned further in, his searing body pressing against hers, his warm chest signaling his intense needâ¦
â¦
Located in the heart of this bustling city, the hotel Nanxi and Lu Yinchu checked into had a exceptionally large living room in the Presidential Suite.
One entire wall was made of glass, offering a panoramic view of the vast sea when the curtains were pulled back!
Nanxi remembered one time, as she stood by the window, Lu Yinchu embraced her from behind.
His soft lips near her ear, he whispered:
âSome people say that all water ultimately flows to the sea.
When I couldnât find you, I wished I could become the sea so no matter where you were, we would eventually find each other and you would return to meâ¦â
Moved, Nanxi turned to face him, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him.
He responded, and they kissed passionately!
At this very moment, Nanxi felt that she herself had become a pool of water under his lingering kiss.
And he, he was her final destination.
They would never be apart!
Under the bright light, Nanxiâs hand clung to his strong shoulder.
Biting her lip, she called out his name, âLu Yinchuâ¦Lu Yinchuâ¦â
Again and again, her voice a mixture of reproach and infatuation!
They clung to each other tightly, as if they were a single entity!
Or perhaps, they were always an entity, separated by fate at first, and now, finally finding each other!
Sweet words exchanged, an intense affection; the affection displayed, burning like fire.
With a lump of clay, I shape you, and you shape me.
We are kneaded together and formed anew by the water; I form you again, and you form me.
I am in your clay and you are in mine; in life we share the same quilt, in death we share the same coffin.
This is from âIonian songâ, written by the wife of the great painter and calligrapher of the Yuan Dynasty, Guan Daosheng.
It also captured Lu Yinchuâs feelings at this very moment.