Chapter 437 Next Door 5_1
But it was He Zhilan’s statement about whether she should go to sleep or not that stirred He Teng’s impulsive thoughts. He glanced at He Zhilan, observing her slightly reddened ears from the noise next door. His heart tightened again.
He Teng began to think that if he was careful not to hurt her hand, it should be okay, right?
His wife was lying next to him, and yet he found it very hard to restrain himself. He Teng asked himself, isn’t this masochism?
With this thought, He Teng turned over and pressed himself directly onto He Zhilan, taking her hands and placing them above her head. His voice was hoarse and low, "I’ll be careful with your hand."
He Zhilan was taken aback. She had thought that He Teng had remarkable self-control and could remain unaffected. But seeing this, it was clear that he was not unaffected, but was struggling to restrain himself!
He Teng’s body was pressing heavily on hers. Her top was hastily removed by him, allowing their skin to touch unhindered. The heat radiating from He Teng was as intense as a blazing furnace.
"What’s wrong?" Noticing the stiffness of his wife beneath him and thinking that He Zhilan was unwilling, he stopped his movements and asked softly, "You don’t want to?"
He Zhilan bit her lip and shook her head. Seeing He Teng get up to lie back down, she realized that he had misunderstood her meaning. She quickly spoke up, "The soundproofing in the guest house is not good. Won’t others hear us?"
"No," He Teng replied with a firm tone. Seeing He Zhilan’s eyes still filled with a certain doubt, he pressed himself back onto her and whispered into her ear, "Don’t worry."