When Luo Yang was dragging Tang Guihua's legs, the double bed mattress started to creak.
The noise wasn't loud.
But Zhang Jing and Tang Dexing, who were in the small living room on the second floor, heard it, both felt awkward and stared straight at the TV, pretending to be seriously watching the program.
After struggling for a while, Tang Guihua knew she couldn't escape and had to straddle Luo Yang's thighs.
At that moment, she waved her little fists to hit Luo Yang but before she could strike, her arms and body were tightly embraced by him.
Time was pressing, as Luo Yang still had to find Lang Yifeng.
Holding Tang Guihua and smelling the enchanting fragrance wafting from her delicate body, Luo Yang was intoxicated.
Gazing closely at her tender upper body, Luo Yang instantly recalled the scene of breastfeeding the radio host Lin Xixin.
With that thought, he suddenly felt a bit parched.
"Sister Guihua, I want..."
Luo Yang actually meant to say, "I need to find Lang Yifeng to talk about business."
Tang Guihua, seeing Luo Yang's eyes staring so intensely, followed his gaze and knew what he was looking at.
She chuckled, drawing out her words soft and coquettishly, "I won't give it."
As she spoke, she gently swayed her delicate body.
Hearing this, Luo Yang knew Tang Guihua had misunderstood.
Seeing her eyes filled with amorous glances, coy and affectionate, her cheeks blushing radiantly, she embodied both allure and innocence. Her moist, red lips shimmered with a sensual luster.
Luo Yang's neck stretched out suddenly, and he pecked Tang Guihua on the lips.
"You."
Tang Guihua smiled shyly, and flirtatiously bobbed her body up and down.
Seated on Luo Yang's thighs, her body began to move, naturally causing him to move as well.
With one person shaking, the mattress creaked loudly.
Now that both were moving together, the creaking of the mattress became a relentless rhythm.
In the small living room, Tang Dexing and Zhang Jing could hear even more clearly now and had to sit stiffly, enduring it. Not being well-acquainted, they couldn't engage in any interesting conversation.
Only when the creaking noise quieted down slightly did Tang Zhang breathe a sigh of relief.
Tang Guihua's body stopped swaying; Luo Yang was gently stroking her back, soothing her until she temporarily calmed down.
The commotion had not left them gasping for breath like an ox, but Tang Guihua was indeed panting.
She sat astride Luo Yang's thighs, her body pressed tightly against his chest.
Hehe...
Thinking again of the time he breastfed Lin Xixin, he couldn't help but feel a bit of a sour taste in his mouth and smacked his lips.
The sound was very soft.
But the room was very quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Tang Guihua naturally heard the sound from Luo Yang's mouth, glanced down, and saw him staring intensely as if he were digging for treasure; she felt both amused and annoyed.
"You're making me feel embarrassed, old lady!" Tang Guihua bit her lower lip and said smilingly yet coquettishly.
"Huh?"
Coming to his senses, Luo Yang immediately felt a bit embarrassed.
Indeed, he had been so captivated that he looked rather unseemly.
The only consolation was that he hadn't drooled, otherwise it would have been a huge embarrassment.
"Sister Guihua, that open-front sweater of yours looks really nice."
Luo Yang chuckled.
Such an excuse had been overused by him, but he couldn't think of a new one on the spot, so he resorted to using the old one.
Tang Guihua snickered and, seeing Luo Yang about to press his face onto her chest while it was still warm, she quickly shook her delicate body in protest.
"You dare to try!" Her eyes flashed with indignation, but the corners of her mouth held a smile.
"Then I'll give it a try," Luo Yang did indeed lay his face against Tang Guihua's bosom.
Seeing his shameless grin, Tang Guihua laughed out of sheer exasperation.
"Let go!" Tang Guihua pouted her red lips and said.
"Sister Guihua, just don't hit me, okay?"
As he spoke, Luo Yang loosened his grip, no longer holding her arms tightly, but only embracing her slender waist.
As Luo Yang moved to press his mouth against hers again, Tang Guihua pushed away his head with a smile.
Then she bit his ear and whispered softly, "I have something to ask you. What did you mean during dinner just now?"
Girls are like that; if they are upset, they will find an opportunity to settle scores later.
Luo Yang had been mentally prepared before coming here.
When Tang Guihua whispered, the warm breath on Luo Yang's ear felt like being tickled with a feather.
It was a sour, itchy feeling.
When asked, Luo Yang also bit Tang Guihua's ear and said, "Sister Guihua, what's the matter?"
Tang Guihua snorted coldly, "What matter! Tell me, when you always say that Yuying's cooking is delicious, are you implying that I can't cook?"
This was a bit unjust.
But when a beauty gets jealous, she doesn't care whether it's fair or not.
"Sister Guihua, I didn't," Luo Yang gently slapped Tang Guihua's bottom.
"I've figured it out! Yuying just knows how to make a couple of dishes, is there really that much to rave about?" Tang Guihua pursed her red lips.
At times like this, Luo Yang knew exactly what to do.
Stretching his neck, he gently pecked Tang Guihua's lips.
Seeing that the corners of her mouth were still without a smile, he pecked her once more.
Tang Guihua couldn't help but laugh, trying to glare at Luo Yang, but the thick smile playing on her lips seriously undermined her angry look.
Seeing her laugh, Luo Yang knew that much of the anger in her heart had dissipated.
"Sister Guihua, make me some dishes," Luo Yang swayed Tang Guihua's delicate body gently.
Tang Guihua brushed a lock of hair that had fallen in front of her face back behind her ear, and with two small fists, she rhythmically drummed Luo Yang's shoulders, lightly and melodically.
"Want to eat my cooking? That's fine. Tonight, I'll fry up 10 eggs sunny-side-up, with lots and lots of salt. If you don't eat them, I'll have to settle the score with you," Tang Guihua rapidly said into Luo Yang's ear.
Upon hearing her say this, he knew they would be extremely salty fried eggs.
Luo Yang laughed and said, "Sister Guihua, you don't need to add so much salt, just a little is fine."
Tang Guihua with slightly flared nostrils, insisted, "I don't care, I'm going to put in a lot of salt, a whole packet of it. And you are going to eat it."
This statement could be serious, or it could be said in the heat of the moment.
If she really did fry up 10 salty eggs, it could ruin someone's taste buds.
Luo Yang held Tang Guihua's buttocks with both hands, rocking her delicate body.
"Sister Guihua, I don't want to eat salty eggs, I want sunny-side-up eggs," Luo Yang said while pressing his face against Tang Guihua's bosom.
"I just love them really salty, so you'll remember for a lifetime," Tang Guihua said with a coy laugh.
At first, she was only focused on talking with Luo Yang and did not pay attention to the details of his actions.
But after speaking a sentence and seeing him moving around, his face rubbing against her, she finally realized what he was doing.
Tang Guihua's face flushed red to the tips of her ears and she laughed softly.
At this moment, as Luo Yang's face turned to directly face Tang Guihua's chest, she saw her chance and, with both hands, grabbed the back of Luo Yang's head and pulled him in forcefully.
Instantly, Luo Yang's face was snugly nestled into Tang Guihua's body.