Married to a Disabled Man in the 70s - Chapter 79
Su Jiaojiao shook her head and put her arms around his back when she suddenly touched a piece of uneven skin. She touched it again strangely. When she was wondering what it was, it clicked, “Did you get injured here before?”
“Yeah.” Song Qinghan nodded, turned his head slowly, and lightly touched her cheek, “Okay, it’s fine. Let’s sleep?”
Su Jiaojiao’s eyes flickered, and she asked in a low voice, “Are there any scars on your body? I want to see.”
Song Qinghan’s throat moved slightly. His lips pressed tightly as he suppressed a sudden surge of emotion, and coaxed, “It isn’t pretty.”
“I still want to have a look!” Her voice was nasal, and the tears dripping on his back were cold.
Song Qinghan was reluctant to object and agreed.
Su Jiaojiao smiled as she tried hard to find the wounds on his body, while sneaking a glance at his strong eight-pack abs and thin waist.
The first one was the scar on his back that she touched. It was big, about twenty centimetres.
Su Jiaojiao suspected that the wound was so deep it showed bone at that time. Her heart seemed as sour as lemon as she slowly lowered her head.
Song Qinghan felt unnatural. The scars on his body look like centipedes after they are healed and are so ugly he can’t bear to look directly at him. Now they’re being looked at by Jiaojiao, and it’s like he was publicly denounced.
His hands clenched, his whole body stiffened, feeling a little cold, and his whole body was shaking. His pale lips became more and more bloodless, and he looked as downcast as an abandoned puppy.
Suddenly, a lick of warmth touched the wound on his back.
At that moment, Song Qinghan’s eyes suddenly opened, and they were filled with confusion.
If he wasn’t mistaken, she was kissing his scar.
Song Qinghan gritted his teeth and shuddered more and more. This time, he no longer felt cold, but hot.
It was three long seconds before she moved away.
Song Qinghan wanted to speak, but he couldn’t make a sound, and his whole body was stiff as a piece of wood.
Immediately afterwards, her soft little finger went down and touched another scar.
Song Qinghan took a deep breath and felt that he was dreaming. He couldn’t help but want to spend his whole life in this dream.
She finally stopped.
“Jiaojiao~” Song Qinghan said hoarsely and passionately.
Su Jiaojiao let out a dull “Ok”, which was considered a response. Her face was burned, and her whole body seemed to explode from shame.
But she felt sweet again, one she felt from the bottom of her heart.
But she had one place left. Su Jiaojiao remembered that he also had a wound in his abdomen.
Should she continue…
Su Jiaojiao was still thinking when she was held by her waist and pushed down. She was immediately stunned, “Be careful of your wounds!”
Song Qinghan smirked, “I know.” Then he kissed her.
As for Su Jiaojiao, she was still thinking: Could she still kiss the third wound and finish the task?
But she was too late…
This time, Song Qinghan didn’t want to let go. When their lips separated, he turned to her earlobe, bit it lightly, and whispered, “You acted first.”
He was afraid she would be reluctant to do it, but since she took the initiative, there was no need to wait any longer.
Su Jiaojiao was a little dizzy by the strange feeling. She only remembered one thing: “That… don’t hurt your hands…”
“Okay.” He replied gently and picked her up with one hand~
After waking up, Su Jiaojiao looked out the window, and it seemed that it was getting late.
She was very hungry.
They had done it too much last night. After the first time, her dizzy mind still remembered the last kiss and to finish the task.
She struggled to get up, as she lunged towards the scar in his abdomen.
So she was thrown down again.
Song Qinghan felt that she was implying, but he didn’t expect that she could bear it so much, so he no longer hesitated, and vented his sexual frustrations.
Su Jiaojiao, who realized this afterwards, was at a loss of words.
However, it was too late. In Song Qinghan’s mind, Su Jiaojiao was an enthusiastic little girl, and he was satisfied with his food.
As she thought of this, Su Jiaojiao wooden mind became even more sluggish, and the only comfort she felt was that she had completed the task.
Armos D. Platypus: Thankfully they are still fade to black scenes. Otherwise, I’d have to delete a chunk of text for being too graphic for me.