[R18] Ruanxiang (1v1)h – “Rouxiang (1v1)h” can’t sleep [English]

Chen Xiang became nervous when she heard what he said. She stood on tiptoe and reached out to cover his mouth. She looked at him with pleading eyes and whispered, “Don’t say those words.”

Her little hands were fragrant, and the man stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it. The rough stubble rubbed against her palm, and he muttered vaguely in his throat, “Yes.”

Chen Xiang’s back was numb after being licked by him. She blushed and withdrew her hand, rubbing her palm hard on her clothes, but she still couldn’t get rid of the painful tingling.

Grandma came out of the room. Chen Xiang quickly lowered her head and went outside to boil water and wash up. Grandma sat down on the stool in the main room and pointed at the bench to Liao Jun. After Liao Jun sat down, she said, “Coach Liao, please promise me one thing.”

Liao Jun straightened his sitting posture and said, “Grandma, tell me.”

“If you don’t like her anymore, just send her back.” Grandma said with red eyes, “As long as I am still alive and breathing, I can still raise her.”

Liao Jun didn’t make any promises and just said, “Okay.”

Grandma was very satisfied with Liao Jun, but she and Chen Xiang depended on each other in the countryside. The original plan was for Chen Xiang to find a knowledgeable rural person to get married and have children. Who knew that she would meet Liao Jun’s conditions.

Such a man, what kind of woman does he want?

Grandma is afraid that Chen Xiang will suffer a loss, that the relationship between the two will fade away in the future, and Chen Xiang will be abandoned. She is not as educated as the women in the city, and she can remarry if she doesn’t marry well.

Grandma was right to think so, but Liao Jun didn’t know if the silly woman thought so too. He went to the kitchen and took a look. Chen Xiang was boiling water, filling branches with one hand and writing and drawing on the ground with the other.

As soon as Liao Jun came in, she wiped away the paintings on the ground with her feet.

“Why don’t you write for me to read?” Liao Jun took a small stool and sat next to her.

Chen Xiang didn’t speak. The firelight illuminated her face warmly and softly, and her white ears were glowing with pink. She bit her mouth gently and whispered, “It was scrawled.”

What is written is Liao Jun’s name.

Liao Jun knew when she looked like this that what she wrote must be related to him. He felt so beautiful that he moved the bench and got closer to her. He grabbed one of her hands and put it in his palm to play with it.

After a while of silence, he suddenly asked, “If I get hit by a car one day and become disabled, will you leave me alone?”

Chen Xiang stared at he in surprise. After a while, he understood what he meant and shook his head slightly.

Liao Jun smiled, he stretched out his hand to pinch her face, “Then listen carefully, no matter what happens in the future, I will not leave you alone.”

Chen Xiang was stunned.

The man rubbed her face with his fingertips and said in a rough voice, “Don’t be afraid.”

Chen Xiang’s heart trembled violently.

The water was boiling and bubbling. Chen Xiang stood up and went to fill the kettle. Liao Jun was afraid that she would burn her hands and had to do it by herself. Chen Xiang was worried that he would burn himself and refused to give it to him.

“I have rough skin and thick flesh and it will get burned. If your little hands get burned, you will feel so bad for me.” Liao Jun pinched her face.

“…”

Chen Xiang blushed, handed the water scoop to him, and worriedly told him, “Be careful.”

Liao Jun raised his eyebrows proudly, “What can’t your man do?”

Chen Xiang: “…”

She went to clean up the branches on the ground, but she couldn’t hold it back anymore and raised the corners of her lips into a smile.

At night, Chen Xiang slept with her grandma in the same room, and Liao Jun slept alone in Chen Yang’s room.

I was used to sleeping with Chen Xiang these past few nights, but I was really not used to being alone all of a sudden. He tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep. When I got up at night, I happened to catch Chen Xiang coming back from using the toilet, pinched him and carried him to the bed.

“Coach!” Chen Xiang pushed he, “No…”

“I won’t fuck you. I’ll hold you and sleep for a while. I can’t sleep.” He held her in his arms and buried his face in her neck. “I miss you so much that I can’t sleep.”