Encroachment 82 (H)

Chapter 82 (H)

“Go take a bath now,” he gently coaxed her, his tone very gentle, as if soothing a kindergarten child.

But indeed, the drunk Shen Shuman was like an adorable and clingy child.

She nestled in his arms, not changing her position, slowly backing away only when nudged.

“Husband~” she suddenly called him tenderly, pouting, “I want~”

“What?” Wei Shi couldn’t keep up with her thought process, trying to pull her away to see what she was implying.

However, she clung to him tightly, refusing to let go, even wrapping her legs around his waist in a jump, hanging on him like a koala.

“We didn’t do it this morning; you must be uncomfortable, right? Let’s make up for it tonight… we’re two times behind, no, one time… or is it two?”

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“You usually sleep naked, right?” Perhaps influenced by the alcohol, her libido was heightened tonight, her words thoughtless and provocative.

Wei Shi was speechless, wondering if she had been replaced.

But upon reflection, wasn’t it always alcohol that spurred her initiatives between them?

“Do you really want it?” As he was undressing her, his excitement was hardly containable, pitching a tent in his trousers.

Shen Shuman said nothing, shyly glancing up at him, her allure speaking volumes without words.

“Zeng——” The tightly wound string in his heart suddenly snapped.

“This is what you said, don’t blame me tomorrow.” He pinched her chin, pretending to be fierce, his words full of warning.

Shen Shuman nodded, her gaze not straying as she watched his clear, slender fingers slowly lift the hem of his shirt, gradually revealing a well-defined and tight set of eight-pack abs.

The more he exposed, the more careful her breathing became.

Desire, like a thin line about to snap under the fierce blaze, ignited further with every piece of his robust muscles he revealed, adding fuel to the fire and reddening her eyes.

“Do you like what you see?” He must have been amused by her intense gaze, speaking with a doting and proud smile.

She came back to her senses, her face turning crimson, and she shyly looked away.

Wei Shi turned on the shower, and the hot water fell like fine rain, weaving a misty white veil.

He stood beside her, leaning her upper body forward, helping her to wash her hair.

Shen Shuman nervously closed her eyes.

Actually, she was quite afraid of having someone else wash her hair, partly because of sensitivity, and partly for fear of water entering her ears.

But, at this critical moment, he was truly gentle and considerate.

His long fingers weaved through her hair, gently massaging her scalp, comforting her.

His fingertips seemed to carry a subtle electric current, stimulating her cerebral cortex at close range, making her feel both comfortable and excited.

She timidly opened her eyes a bit, and in the peripheral vision, suddenly, a bald monk standing tall and proud invaded her sight.

Blinking, after wiping the water droplets from her face, she reached out and grabbed the shiny bald head.

“It’s so hard,” she murmured softly. With the experience from before, this time, she took the initiative to grasp that thick shaft, moving her hand up and down.

“Mmm…” At this sudden move, Wei Shi frowned, caught completely off guard.

The swollen sh*ft, firmly held in her soft and warm palm, brought him immense relief.

He took a deep breath and said lightly, “Close your eyes.”

He was worried that the rinse water might accidentally splash into her eyes while washing out the foam.

Shen Shuman complied good-naturedly, but her little hand did not retreat; instead, it lazily continued to stroke his sh*ft, nonchalantly, treating it as if it were a toy.

Wei Shi quickly rinsed the foam from her hair, then wrapped her seaweed-like, damp hair in a dry hair cap.

Then, he slowly helped her upright, allowing her to stand straight.

“Wei Shi~” She looked down, eyeing the monstrous giant between his legs, seeing how her two small hands enveloped it, moving up and down.

“It looks like an eggplant,” she said surprisingly.

Wei Shi’s mouth twitched, teasingly said: “Then do you want to eat the eggplant?”

Shen Shuman looked at him, tilting her head to one side, her eyes sparkling, looking utterly innocent and pure, “Hmm?”

His gaze swept over her rosy lips, ultimately unwilling to demean her.

“Use the little mouth below to eat it.”