Transmigrator meets Reincarnator

Ch. 251 and Ch. 252

Ch. 251 Together in the Pen

He Changdi's palm felt scorching hot.

The feel of Chu Lian's smooth skin under his fingers was intoxicating. He couldn't pull away even if he wanted to.

He Sanlang gently pressed his lips to Chu Lian. His breath quickened. For some reason, he couldn't help but think back to Xiao Hongyu's obscene drawings, and in the process, his hands began to slowly climb towards Chu Lian's chest...

A strange feeling washed over him when he finally reached that new uncharted land. Every fibre of his being drew taut with tension.

He swallowed hard. Despite his expression being as cool as ever, his eyes had already darkened into fathomless pools.

He Changdi had always been more aloof than most. Due to the tragedy he had experienced in his past life, his personality had become even more stoic and unfeeling.

It was hard to move the heart of someone like that. However, the moment they fell in love, they fell hard.

He Sanlang stared at Chu Lian with eyes as deep as the star-filled skies above.

He was uncomfortably tense all over, and the insides of his mouth felt parched. Finally, his hand began to move.

It was a sensation He Sanlang had never experienced before, and it pushed him right over the edge of no return.

He had never known that his wife's body was so soft to the touch. Compared to her, he was muscular and hard like a rock- definitely not as enjoyable.

Though He Changdi kept a straight face the entire time, his neck was slowly beginning to turn red. Only the heavens knew how excited and stirred up he was inside.

His long black eyelashes trembled as his eyes focused on the unconscious Chu Lian. The movement of his hand paused as well. However, he couldn't bear to part from the plush feeling of her breast beneath his palm; instead, he spread his fingers and cupped it in his hand.

After freezing for an agonising few seconds to make sure that Chu Lian was still sleeping and had no consciousness of what he was doing, He Changdi's palm started moving again. Now that he was reassured that she hadn't woken up, he became even bolder.

He gently kneaded the area under his hand before realising that he wanted even more, and letting go of his restraint, He Sanlang slipped his entire hand inside to cover her breast. He pinched the entire handful and squeezed. Much to his delight, he found a little nub standing out from the rest of the smooth skin beneath his palm.

He Sanlang's lips were already pressed into a thin line. His palms grew sweaty. After a slight pause, he reached out with one finger and touched.

It seemed like that nub was too sensitive and couldn't withstand any sort of teasing. It began to change rapidly...

The natural reaction of Chu Lian's body acted like a catalyst, causing a strange sensation to arise within He Sanlang's own body.

In the dimly lit warm pen, the lantern hanging on the side swayed with the movement of the snowboat, casting a warm, romantic light over the two.

Even a man as aloof as He Sanlang wouldn't be able to keep an iron hold over his control when faced with the woman he liked.

Furthermore, Chu Lian was his lawfully wedded wife. It was only natural for a husband to be intimate with his wife.

Now that He Sanlang had found an excuse for his lapse of control, his movements became even bolder.

It wasn't enough for him to cope a feel with his hand alone. He wanted to see exactly what he was touching.