The overly proactive 95-generation actresses in the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 107 The First Female Owner of This Bed

This moment!

The air in the living room seemed to be on fire.

I don't know if it was because the heating was on too high, or because the two of us were too close and our breaths were too hot.

Lin Yu felt the temperature in the room rise several degrees in that instant.

Li Yitong looked up at him.

Her black cat-ear headband looked fluffy under the warm yellow light, and her eyes were shimmering with moisture, as if they were filled with spring water.

Her eyelashes fluttered gently.

Each flap of the fan felt like a butterfly fluttering on the tip of his heart.

Lin Yu's hand was still supporting her chin.

My fingertips touched her smooth skin, which felt slightly warm.

then!

For some reason, the two of them moved at the same time.

It wasn't a matter of who came first or last, but rather as if an invisible force was pulling their heads closer together.

Li Yitong stood on tiptoe.

Lin Yu lowered his head.

Their lips met in mid-air.

Like two shooting stars colliding.

soft.

This was the first word that came to Lin Yu's mind.

Li Yitong's lips were softer than he had imagined.

It tastes like freshly steamed rice cake, soft and warm, with a subtle sweetness.

That was the smell of the shower gel she had just used after taking a shower.

The lemon and honey are mixed together.

It's refreshing and not too sweet.

Li Yitong closed her eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

She could feel the warmth of Lin Yu's lips, the warmth emanating from them.

It looks like a small fire snake.

It slipped inside her lips and then went down.

It burned through her throat, her chest, and her heart.

Finally, a great fire ignited inside her body.

She slowly raised her hand and wrapped it around Lin Yu's neck.

Lin Yu's hand slid from her chin to the top of her head, his fingertips touching the pair of black cat ears.

It was furry and soft, creating a wonderful tactile contrast with his palm.

His fingers slipped through her cat ears and into her slightly damp hair, his palm pressed against her scalp, feeling her warm body temperature.

Li Yitong's body trembled slightly.

She let out a soft, muffled hum.

The sound was very soft.

But it was especially clear in the quiet living room.

Lin Yu's hand slowly moved down from the top of her head, sliding along her hair to the back of her neck.

Then it goes down her spine.

The back of that black lace camisole was almost completely bare.

Only a few thin straps were crossed, and his hand touched her skin directly.

Smooth, warm, and delicate, like the finest silk.

Lin Yu drew circles on her back with his fingers, over and over again.

Li Yitong's breathing became more and more rapid, her breath hot and wet against his face.

Her hand gripped his collar tightly.

She leaned limply against him, as if all her strength had been drained away.

This moment!

Li Yitong's emotions, which had been building up for months, finally erupted.

Since the end of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

She kept thinking about Lin Yu.

I think about it during the day!

I'll think about it tonight!

I think about it while filming.

I think about it even more when I'm resting.

She watched him appear on "Grade One Graduation Season," watched him and Meng Ziyi act out a breakup scene on the show, and watched netizens ship them as a couple. She felt incredibly jealous.

She watched him appear on "Happy Camp," watched him sing and play games with Bai Lu on the show, and watched netizens ship them as a couple. She felt even more jealous.

On what grounds?

She and Lin Yu also had scenes together in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Although it's an ensemble piece.

Although there was no intimate contact.

But her relationship with Lin Yu was real; it wasn't an act.

Meng Ziyi and Bai Lu only became a couple with Lin Yu on TV.

And her!

It was truly and undeniably with Lin Yu —

Now, she finally has her chance.

So what if you and Lin Yu are a couple on TV?

My brother Lin Yu and I are real-life —

Thinking about this!

Li Yitong's face turned even redder.

But a strange sense of satisfaction welled up inside me.

Her kisses became more passionate; she was no longer passively receiving, but actively demanding.

She used all the kissing skills she had learned from the system, the strength of her lips, the probing of her tongue, the rhythm of her breathing—every detail was just right.

Lin Yu was taken aback by her enthusiasm.

He then responded to her even more forcefully.

Li Yitong's kissing skills have indeed made a qualitative leap compared to before.

She used to be a little awkward when kissing, like a beginner cautiously exploring.

But now, every move she makes is full of confidence and control.

She knows when to exert force.

When to be gentle.

When will you leave?

Lin Yu sighed inwardly:

This girl is improving so fast.

When emotions run deep.

Lin Yu's hands slid from her back to her waist, then down to support her shapely buttocks.

The thin mesh skirt offered absolutely no coverage; his hands could directly feel the delicate texture of the black stockings and the soft elasticity of the muscles beneath.

Li Yitong's body trembled violently.

He let out a gasp.

But the words were cut off by Lin Yu's lips.

Lin Yu used his hands to lift her up.

Li Yitong instinctively wrapped her legs around Lin Yu's waist.

She clung to him like a koala or a real little black cat, curled up in her owner's arms.

This position brings the two people's bodies even closer together.

She could clearly feel the warmth of Lin Yu's chest and his strong heartbeat.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

The fresh scent of laundry detergent, and the subtle fragrance of body heat.

There was also an indescribable aura that belonged only to Lin Yu.

She took a deep breath, wanting to etch this taste into her memory.

Lin Yu carried her and strode into the bedroom.

The bedroom lights were off; only the living room light shone in from the doorway, casting a warm yellow patch on the floor.

The two-meter-wide bed sat quietly in the center of the room, its light gray sheets and blankets neat and tidy, showing no signs of having been lain on.

This is the first time this bed has welcomed its female owner.

Lin Yu gently placed Li Yitong on the bed.

Her body sank into the soft mattress.

Black hair was spread out on the light gray pillow, the contrast between black and gray resembling an ink painting.

She lay on her back, looking at Lin Yu standing by the bed.

The living room light shone in from the doorway, outlining his silhouette with a golden edge.

His face was smiling, his eyes gentle yet burning, like a fire that had been suppressed for a long time, finally finding an outlet.

Li Yitong reached out, hooked her arm around his neck, and pulled him towards her.

The two kissed again.

This time!

It was more intense than ever before.

The catgirl maid outfit that Li Yitong was wearing had been mostly removed at some point.

The black lace camisole strap slipped off her shoulder, revealing one rounded shoulder and delicate collarbone.

The mesh skirt was crumpled up and thrown at the foot of the bed.

Black over-the-knee stockings were still on her legs.

But the lace trim at the top had loosened and was hanging loosely at the base of her legs.

The black cat ear headband on her head was crooked, hanging halfway in her hair.

Her movements were swaying back and forth, as if she were nodding.

The curtains weren't fully drawn, and moonlight streamed in through the gaps.

A thin silver line was cast on the floor.

The faint sound of a car passing by could be heard in the distance, but in this room, everything became distant and blurry.

There were only the sounds of their breathing, heartbeats, and the occasional soft humming.

Li Yitong closed her eyes, letting herself immerse herself in the deep rehearsal.

She had waited and longed for so long, and now her wish had finally come true.

Lin Yu's palm pressed against her skin, and every inch that was touched felt like it was on fire.

She didn't dodge or back down, but instead went to meet him and gave herself to him completely.

This large bed thus bore the mark of its first mistress.