OBS Chapter 145 Countdown 4
Chapter 145 Countdown 4
The two left the family dormitory building and walked outside.
"Baby, where shall we take pictures?"
Lin Shuyao tugged at his sleeve, a little shyly asking, "Is a guesthouse alright?"
"Um?"
"The guesthouse," Lin Shuyao winked suggestively, "we won't go back to the dorm after filming. We'll stay there tonight, okay?"
Cheng Zheng's barely suppressed agitation was easily reignited by her words. He raised an eyebrow at her, his gaze darkening: "Baby, what do you mean?"
"It's... just for fun." Lin Shuyao tugged at his sleeve, her voice soft. "Want to come? We're getting our marriage certificate soon anyway, so living together is fine, right?"
Cheng Zheng said, "But if we don't have a marriage certificate, we can only book two rooms at the guesthouse."
Lin Shuyao: "That's easy. We'll book two rooms, and then I'll sneak into your room."
The two exchanged a glance, a flicker of unease in their eyes, both knowing full well what was to come. Cheng Zheng nodded: "Okay, I'll go back to my dorm to get some luggage."
Lin Shuyao was also heading back to her dorm, and the two agreed to meet downstairs at the dorm in twenty minutes.
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guest House.
As agreed, the two entered the guesthouse one after the other and each booked a room.
After going upstairs, Lin Shuyao sneaked into Cheng Zheng's room when no one was paying attention.
The door closed behind them, leaving only the two people in the room.
The curtains were half-drawn, and the lamp cast a dim, yellowish light, bathing everything in an ambiguous warm hue. An indescribable atmosphere was slowly fermenting in the air, making even breathing feel a little tight.
Before Lin Shuyao could even stand up straight, Cheng Zheng pinned her against the door.
She looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling: "Comrade, what are you doing?"
Cheng Zheng's gaze was frighteningly deep, and his voice was low: "What do you think?"
He leaned down to kiss her, and Lin Shuyao reached out a finger to touch his approaching lips, then gave him a coquettish glance, "Let's take a picture first. It'll be dark and the light won't be good later."
Her gaze went past his shoulder to the window. The sun had already set, leaving only a sliver of its afterglow hanging on the horizon, painting half the sky a golden-red hue.
"Okay." Cheng Zheng took a deep breath, suppressed his restlessness, and took out his camera from his bag.
Lin Shuyao pulled him to the window: "Stand here, I'll take a picture of you."
Cheng Zheng stood in the direction she pointed. The last rays of the setting sun shone on his face. He stood there with broad shoulders and long legs, his military uniform standing straight. His cold, hard lines were highlighted by the warm light, like a blade plated with gold.
Lin Shuyao looked at him through the viewfinder and pressed the shutter—
Click.
The image froze at that moment.
"Baby, let me take a picture for you." After Lin Shuyao took a few pictures of Cheng Zheng, Cheng Zheng came over and took the camera.
Lin Shuyao found a spot with excellent lighting, untied her braid, and let her long, slightly wavy hair fall over her shoulders. She tilted her head and smiled at him, her almond-shaped eyes curving into crescents, her lips red and her teeth white. A section of her fair neck was exposed at her neckline, making her look as beautiful as a fairy.
Cheng Zheng pressed the shutter button several times in a row, not wanting to miss a single frame.
So beautiful, his baby looks good no matter what pose he strikes.
"Let's change the baby's position."
Cheng Zheng got so into filming that he started directing Lin Shuyao.
Lin Shuyao stood up, walked to the bedside, sat down sideways with her legs together and slightly angled, one hand supporting her on the bed, looking up at him, her long hair loosely hanging to one side, her delicate face showing a charming and alluring expression.
"Baby, you look so beautiful."
Cheng Zheng praised the camera while pressing the shutter.
After taking a few pictures, Lin Shuyao stopped, walked to Cheng Zheng's side, and smiled mysteriously, "Cheng Zheng, let's take some different pictures."
"How come it's different?" Cheng Zheng raised an eyebrow.
Lin Shuyao pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed, took his arm, leaned towards him, and called out, "Cheng Zheng, look at me."
Cheng Zheng turned his head, and Lin Shuyao raised her small face and kissed him on the cheek. As her lips pressed against his cheek, she raised her camera and pressed the shutter.
Then Lin Shuyao went around behind him, knelt on the bed, gently wrapped one arm around his neck from behind, rested her chin on the top of his head, and held up a camera in the other hand.
Click.
Another one completed.
Cheng Zheng immediately understood what a different photo meant.
"Baby, give me the camera."
He reached out and took the camera, then lowered his head and kissed her red lips, the shutter clicking the moment their lips met.
The thought of the two of them being photographed in this moment made Cheng Zheng's breathing become heavier.
He took the photos without any instruction, capturing the two of them being affectionately close—she leaning on his shoulder and laughing, she tilting her head up to kiss his chin, him lowering his head to rub his nose against hers…
He took pictures one by one, and as he did, the atmosphere became so good that the two of them started playing around.
He lifted her up, let her ride on his shoulders, and carried her around the room.
"Hey Cheng Zheng, put me down!" Lin Shuyao didn't dare to shout loudly, and she was so scared that she held his arm tightly with both hands, laughing and afraid at the same time.
Cheng Zheng put her on the bed and teased her with a smile, "Having fun? Hmm?"
"That wasn't fun, it scared me to death!" Lin Shuyao raised her hand and rubbed his face hard, as if to retaliate for his prank earlier.
Cheng Zheng let her torment him, his cold and handsome face was distorted by her kneading, but he was not angry. Instead, a indulgent smile appeared in his eyes.
After she had vented, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, looking down into her eyes: "Are you calm now, baby?"
"Not yet." Lin Shuyao's voice softened as she played with the buttons on his shirt, fiddling with them one by one, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against his chest.
Cheng Zheng felt a strong urge to try it.
He took her hand, lowered his head and kissed her lips. Lin Shuyao obediently didn't move, letting him gently suckle. He sucked once, then pulled back a little. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him with hazy eyes. He took her lips again, deeper, and when she couldn't help but cling to him, he pulled back again, leaving her empty-handed, like teasing a kitten, making her feel itchy and restless every time.
Lin Shuyao couldn't stand his kisses, so she ran her fingers through his hair and offered her saliva to him. Cheng Zheng smiled triumphantly, held the back of her head with his large hand, and their tongues intertwined in a deep and lingering kiss.
Both of them were breathing erratically.
Everything happened naturally...
He straddled her, looking down at her. Her almond-shaped eyes were misty, her lips slightly parted, and her chest heaving like a flower just touched by rain. The undercurrent in his eyes surged fiercely, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it okay, baby?"
Lin Shuyao nodded, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers, looking like a seductive enchantress: "This time, I want to be on top."
Cheng Zheng chuckled softly, a roguish smile playing on his lips, and pulled her to a different position.
She slowly leaned down and pecked him on the lips, then kissed her way down his jawline, each kiss like a spark igniting a fire. Cheng Zheng's breathing grew heavier, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and veins bulged on the side of his neck.
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