Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife

Chapter 797 - 798: Extra (6)

Tang Jingming stared at the empty room, and his heart felt just as empty.

Okay.

It seemed he had been played.

Sitting on the bed with a heavy heart, Tang Jingming let out a sigh.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have gotten his hopes up.

Such a letdown.

Wiping his damp hair, Tang Jingming felt utterly miserable.

But suddenly, a ’beep’ came from the doorway.

He jerked his head up to look.

Ye Tiao walked in nonchalantly and immediately saw the look of lost and found on Tang Jingming’s face.

It was as if something precious had run away and then returned.

The blush on Ye Tiao’s face deepened as she casually pulled out a new pack of cigarettes from her pants pocket, and three boxes of condoms, "I wasn’t sure about your size, so I bought one of each."

Seeing those three little boxes, Tang Jingming’s heartbeat quickened, his gaze burning.

Under such a gaze, Ye Tiao, with a flushed face, went into the bathroom.

Damn it, nervous my ass! Shy my ass!

It’s not like... I haven’t done it before.

Although it didn’t feel like much last time, still, it was an experience, wasn’t it?

Ye Tiao took a deep breath in front of the mirror, telling herself to relax, relax...

However, after finishing her shower and coming out, Ye Tiao still couldn’t let loose, especially upon seeing Tang Jingming on the bed, obviously a bit stiff and nervous.

She slowly went over, dawdling as she dried her hair, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

Suddenly, Tang Jingming sat up and wrapped his arms around her from behind.

Ye Tiao froze, daring not to move.

Tang Jingming was much the same, having no idea what to do next.

Tentatively realizing that Ye Tiao didn’t seem to react, he turned her around, leaned in, and kissed her.

At that very moment, Tang Jingming felt his soul reach a higher plane.

Every cell in his body was dancing with joy.

He couldn’t help himself, kissing her deeper, harder, then pushed her down onto the bed.

Ye Tiao was so nervous she dared not breathe.

Had it been a year ago, even lying in bed with this guy, wearing nothing at all, she wouldn’t have thought any extra thoughts.

But when had things between them changed...

Tang Jingming’s hand slipped inside her bathrobe, sending shivers down Ye Tiao’s spine. She was a bit stiff, and her breathing quickened.

Suddenly, Tang Jingming said, "Can you... scoot up a bit? I’m afraid we’ll fall off..."

Ye Tiao: "..."

Looking reluctant, Ye Tiao propped herself up, intending to move upward, but in the next instant, Tang Jingming straddled her, flipping her over so she was pressed against the head of the bed.

With an exclamation from Ye Tiao, her bathrobe was completely peeled away, and a hot body pressed against her, skin to skin, intimately close.

She could even distinctly feel his heartbeat.

She slowly turned her head and suddenly, her mouth was captured by his, Tang Jingming holding her in his arms, his thigh pressing between her legs, rubbing gently.

Ye Tiao’s breathing became faster, and her hands holding him pulled him closer.

Tang Jingming was struggling to hold back, his hand moving slowly down from her neck, breathing hard, reaching over for a little box beside them.

Ye Tiao noticed that he grabbed the largest size.

Seeing this, Ye Tiao said, "Don’t overdo it, there are smaller ones."

Flushed with embarrassment, Tang Jingming huffily tore open a box and declared, "Now you’ll see what I’m made of!"