Under the Dusk - Chapter 22 [H]
In the evening, the sunset by the clouds burned a deep red, and the summer breeze was gentle and dry.
Ruan Shu returned to the urban village.
The door on the second floor was wide open, and the living room was bustling with activity. He Yunfei carried a basin of crayfish, hurriedly stepping around in flip-flops and urging everyone to make way. Cen Baishuang looked up from between two children and called out to her, “Xiao Shu, you’re back?”
“This is Sister Xiao Shu. Say hello.”
Those were Qin Fu and Cen Baishuang’s two children, a boy and a girl. The older one was already in elementary school, while the younger one was still in kindergarten. Both had round, adorable faces and grinned widely when they saw Ruan Shu.
Before, no children had taken a liking to her, but these two were naturally friendly, calling her “Sister Xiao Shu” repeatedly.
“Sister Xiao Shu is a college student. Be good and learn from her in the future.”
Ruan Shu felt a bit embarrassed. “Xiao Hua and Tong Tong are already amazing. They’ll get into university even without learning from me.”
When she was young, she had never been so enthusiastic about greeting people.
The two little ones had been at their grandmother’s house for a while, and now that they were back, they were full of energy. Cen Baishuang said they were preparing dinner and late-night snacks and invited Ruan Shu to join them.
Qin Fu had gone out to buy alcohol and hadn’t returned yet, so only He Yunfei and his girlfriend were helping out. Two other men were cooking in the kitchen, and Old Zhang’s voice came through, asking if Ruan Shu had arrived.
There was no mention of Ji Yan.
Ruan Shu said, “No need, I just got back and I’m all sweaty. I’ll go take a shower first.”
“It’s fine. You can come down after your shower,”Cen Baishuang said. “And call Ji Yan down too.”
Ruan Shu asked, “Is Brother Yan here?”
At this, He Yunfei caught the keyword ‘Brother Yan’ and called out from the living room, “Yeah! Brother Yan’s been here the whole time! But he drank too much last night and seems to have a fever today. He’s been lying at home all day!”
No wonder he had said he wanted to see her but hadn’t come to pick her up.
Ruan Shu nodded.
After showering at home and changing into a clean, breathable white T-shirt, she felt fresh and comfortable. The breeze in the hallway lifted the hem of her shirt as she walked.
She knocked on the door, but there was no answer.
Calling out “Brother Yan” didn’t seem to get a response either.
Ruan Shu opened the door herself and found the living room eerily quiet. Ji Yan was lying on the sofa, breathing evenly. The curtains were open, and the sunset spilled a large pool of light onto the floor near the sofa, just barely missing his eyes.
“Brother Yan,” she called softly, but there was no response. She carefully crouched in front of him.
Up close, he really was good-looking. His eyes were eyes, his nose was a nose—Ruan Shu suddenly laughed at her own description, then pursed her lips and looked at his mouth.
People said those with thin lips were unfeeling.
But Ji Yan wasn’t like that.
His lips were slightly full but very attractive. When he kissed her, they felt soft, and when he licked her down there, they were incredibly sensual, rubbing against her sensitive spot, his tongue probing and stirring her to ecstasy.
Suddenly, she really wanted to kiss him.
“Mm… Yan Ge…” Ruan Shu clung to him, her bre*sts, just washed and without a bra, quickly hardened, rubbing against his chest. Feeling it wasn’t enough, she took his hand and rubbed it against her. Her tongue pried open his lips and teeth, licking and sucking like a cat. It felt soft, it felt stimulating. She swung her other leg over, straddling him, entwined in passion.
But it still felt a bit like scratching an itch through a boot. Just as Ruan Shu was about to pull away, the hand gripping her bre*st suddenly tightened, pulling her waist and pinning her down. Ji Yan, breathing heavily, buried his face in her neck, his large hand moving under her T-shirt, showing the forceful kneading motion. Ruan Shu’s ni*ples were scraped and tingled pleasantly, her bre*sts being kneaded felt so comfortable.
“Yan… Brother Yan…”
He woke up, and it was because of her.
Ji Yan, with his eyes closed, frantically left marks on her body.
Ruan Shu’s ear was in his mouth, the wet and hot sensation licking up, she was almost going crazy, the scorching breaths continuously pouring into her ear.
She couldn’t stand it and shouted, “Yan Ge… mm… no… no…” She looked very lewd.
Ji Yan lifted her clothes, both hands were touching her bre*sts, and at that moment, another hand went down, pushing aside her panties.
Lips and tongue chased after her neck, kissing, “What are you hiding from?” His voice was hoarse, “Weren’t you just begging for a kiss?” Ruan Shu covered her mouth, calling out softly, but the seductive moans still slipped through her fingers.
Ji Yan didn’t expect her to come over.
And in this way.
“I… I miss you…” Ruan Shu said softly.
Her cheeks were flushed, and when she looked down and saw her body still being toyed with by him, another wave of stimulation hit her. The moisture in her panties was so much it couldn’t be contained.
Ji Yan’s tent was also bulging.
Holding her hand and moving it down, he asked, “What do you miss about me?”
The meat stick was very hard, and when Ruan Shu touched it, she was a bit startled.
It was also big, and it made her palm tingle.
“Have you thought about my cock? Hmm?” The lingering tone tugged at her heartstrings. Ji Yan was still holding her hand and saying lewd things.
Ruan Shu was about to cry, her eyes were wet, her earlobes were burning red, and she didn’t dare to look at him, let alone down below. She could only feel his c*ck, so big and hard, pressing against her palm, too big to even hold.
Just a touch like that, and she was already wet.
Ruan Shu wrapped her legs around his waist and called out, “Yan Ge…”
Ji Yan kissed her eyes and said, “Help me take off my pants.”
She was already wet down there.
The panties were all wet, spread out by the water, clinging to the v*lva and showing a beautiful flesh-pink color. The little h*le was plump and cute, like a steamed bun. Ji Yan leaned over and kissed it several times, then taught her how to take off his own pants. The two sat on the sofa, Ji Yan held her in his arms, and Ruan Shu was coaxed by him to kiss him, making some shy sounds, “Mmm…”
“So much wetness, your little h*le really knows how to suck.” Ji Yan held her by the back of her neck, tilted her chin up to kiss her, his tongue entwining with hers, sucking and licking out lewd saliva. His eyes were hazy, “Do you want a c*ck to f*ck you?”