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"Ah!" He Jiao suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! Look at me, I'm covered in food!"
It turned out she had been spitting out the snail meat, and those little bits flew around with the wind, some of them sticking back to her clothes instead of falling to the ground. Her loungewear was not very thick, and several small black spots were clearly visible on her ample bosom, rising and falling with her breath. He Jiao playfully pouted and said to Cheng Wei, "Hmm, can you help me brush it off? My hands are dirty."
Cheng Wei could hardly believe he had such a delightful task. He shifted closer to He Jiao, raising his trembling right hand, struggling to reach in front of her. He Jiao proudly puffed out her chest as Cheng Wei clumsily tried to pat away the snail bits, completely unaware of his own strength. The moment he touched her, he felt nothing but soft, tender flesh under his fingers and quickly recoiled, only to try again. No matter how he attempted it, he inevitably ended up touching He Jiao's bosom. Her cheeks flushed red as she looked at him with a playful smile, her gaze filled with affection.
After much effort, Cheng Wei finally managed to clear away the annoying bits of snail meat. He Jiao then took hold of his hand and pulled him closer. Despite weighing at least seventy kilograms, Cheng Wei was easily drawn beside her by He Jiao. She lay back on the hammock, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him down towards her. With her face tilted up and eyes closed, it was obvious what she wanted; Cheng Wei felt his heart racing as if it might leap from his chest. He Jiao's beautiful face nearly took his breath away.
"It's raining!" Cheng Wei said, trying to change the subject.
Indeed, it began to rain; the raindrops pattered loudly against the concrete ground and the leaves overhead. He Jiao tightened her embrace around him and leaned in to kiss him.
Cheng Wei bent down carefully, trying not to crush He Jiao in the hammock. This was their second kiss; he peeked at her with his eyes slightly open. He Jiao's delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes narrowed into seductive slits, long eyelashes fluttering gently. Occasionally she would open her eyes slightly, but they appeared dazed and unfocused. Seeing her in such a state stirred something deep within Cheng Wei; he held her tightly as he lost his balance and fell onto the hammock beside her. Fortunately, it was sturdy enough to support them as they kissed passionately in mid-air, their souls seemingly floating on clouds.
The rain intensified, but neither of them wanted to part. Cheng Wei lifted his head and gently caressed He Jiao's cheek, studying her features closely. She felt immense joy as raindrops continued to fall on her face; Cheng Wei tenderly wiped them away for her. What a romantic afternoon it was!
"He Jiao, let's go back inside," Cheng Wei said reluctantly.
"No! I want to stay here!" He Jiao loved how she felt in that moment.
The rain grew heavier and colder, but their bodies remained warm. The rain soaked their hair and clothes as He Jiao rolled over to embrace Cheng Wei. "Be careful!" he warned, afraid she might fall off as she straddled him.
He Jiao played with her hair while tilting her face up to welcome the rain. "It's so beautiful!" Cheng Wei stared at her in awe.
She became increasingly wet; her loungewear clung to her body. Although the fabric wasn't transparent, He Jiao's figure was so exquisite that every curve was still apparent. She noticed Cheng Wei's body responding too since she was sitting right there on him; she couldn't help but feel warmth radiating from him as well.
Suddenly, the rain poured down like a waterfall; it became dark enough that one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face. The only sound was that of the rain; there was no one else in the world but them.
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