This is a bizarre rule, isn't it? It's supposed to grant me many children and good fortune

Chapter 312 Girl, you're playing with fire!

Lin Feng lifted his eyelids and almost choked on his own saliva.

Goodness, Tang Xiaofu, I didn't know you liked this kind of thing!

So that "thunderous rage" was just an act. My casual pat on the butt actually increased my favorability by 5 points.

If you two meet Xia Ning again, you might actually find common ground.

After taking a shower, Lin Feng changed into his pajamas, washed his clothes, and hung them out to air dry by the window.

Not feeling sleepy yet, he sat back down at his desk and flipped through some books.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I finally felt sleepy.

He was just about to go to bed when there were two very soft knocks on the door.

He listened intently.

Two more taps, slightly clearer than before, with a cautious, tentative approach.

"Who?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, followed by a deliberately lowered voice: "...It's me, Xiaorui."

Lin Feng walked to the door and gently opened it.

Outside the door, Tang Xiaorui stood quietly in the light, wearing a light pink silk slip dress with a matching thin cardigan and slippers.

She was holding a pillow in her arms, her hair was loose and draped over her shoulders, and her eyes were wet, like a little animal that had sneaked out of its den.

As soon as the door opened, she practically darted in, her movements as swift as a gust of wind.

Immediately, she swiftly and deftly closed the door, even locking the inner lock with a "click".

After doing all this, she turned around, leaned against the door, took a slight breath, and looked up at Lin Feng, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Lin Feng watched her series of fluid "infiltration" movements, somewhat puzzled: "What are you doing...?"

Tang Xiaorui hugged the pillow in her arms even tighter: "I can't sleep... I toss and turn, my mind is full of thoughts about tomorrow..."

She paused, then looked up at Lin Feng with intense gaze. "I want to sleep with you."

Lin Feng held her arm and softened his voice: "Xiao Rui, tomorrow is very important, we need to get some rest."

"I know!" Tang Xiaorui hurriedly defended herself, taking a small step forward and tilting her head back. "I promise, it's just sleeping!"

"I won't bother you, I won't make a fuss, I just... I just want to be close to you."

As she spoke, a pitiful look appeared in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I absolutely won't let you... uh, 'pay your dues'!"

"I'll hold you, or... you can hold me too, I promise I'll be good."

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Studio:

"I believe you, really (doge emoji)."

"Just Sleeping" - a classic opening line.

"The cunning Tang Xiaorui!"

"You little brat, what do you know about taking things one step at a time!"

"Brother Feng! Hold the high ground! We need to carry tomorrow!"

"I promise I'll behave" - ​​the flag has been raised.

"If this affects Feng's performance tomorrow, you'll be to blame!"

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Looking at her slightly trembling eyelashes and her lower lip gently biting down in anticipation, Lin Feng's resolve instantly melted away.

"Alright," he rubbed his temples in resignation, "Go to bed, don't catch a cold."

Like a child who had stolen candy, Tang Xiaorui happily hummed in agreement, kicked off her slippers, hugged her pillow, and ran to the bedside in a few steps, climbing up lightly.

Then she patted the empty space next to her and looked at Lin Feng with bright eyes.

Lin Feng shook his head, got into bed, and turned off the nightlight on the bedside table.

The faint moonlight from outside the window shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting a blurry band of light on the floor.

At first, Tang Xiaorui was indeed very "well-behaved". She simply turned to face him, carefully stretched out her arm, gently wrapped it around his waist, pressed her face near his shoulder, remained motionless, and breathed lightly.

Lin Feng also reached out a hand and gently placed it on her slender back in response.

The body in his arms was soft, filled with complete trust and dependence. This intimate feeling strangely soothed the slight unease he felt about tomorrow.

He closed his eyes, preparing to fall asleep.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Lin Feng felt the small hand wrapped around his waist, its fingertips unconsciously and gently tracing the fabric of his clothes on his side.

It wasn't teasing; it was more like some kind of subconscious, restless little movement, like a cat gently pawing at the tassels hanging in front of its eyes.

Lin Feng didn't move, trying to ignore it.

But the movements of those fingertips gradually took on a "direction".

It began to move slowly and tentatively, moving from the side of the waist to the abdomen, outlining the muscles through the thin fabric of the pajamas, sometimes pressing, sometimes scratching.

Tang Xiaorui's breathing seemed to become heavier, spraying warm and moist air onto his neck.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, opened his eyes in the darkness, and said in a slightly hoarse, suppressed voice, "Xiao Rui... you're playing with fire!"

The head pressed against his neck moved, and Tang Xiaorui's muffled, "innocent" apology came through:

"……sorry."

She paused for a moment, then added, seemingly troubled.

"I...I can't control it...this hand has its own mind, it won't listen to me..."

As he spoke, the "disobedient" hand, as if to prove its master's words, gently pinched his abdominal muscles again, then quickly withdrew and obediently wrapped its arms around his waist again, though its fingertips were still curling slightly in resentment.

Lin Feng was both annoyed and amused by her clumsy excuse. He didn't say anything more, but tightened his arms around her back, pulling her closer into his embrace, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Tang Xiaorui softly hummed in his arms, seemingly settling down.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Lin Feng's sleepiness began to creep back in, that "thoughtful" hand began its adventure once more.

This time it's even bolder.

Lin Feng's breath hitched, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly.

The touch of that hand felt like it carried a subtle electric current, igniting clusters of flames wherever it passed.

All his sleepiness was driven away by this incredibly clear touch.

He slowly exhaled a burning breath and, in the darkness, accurately caught the slender wrist that had been "committing the crime" on his body.

Tang Xiaorui seemed startled and let out a soft "Ah".

Lin Feng turned his head, and even in the darkness, he could almost see the cunning and panic flashing in the eyes so close to his.

His voice was even lower than before, carrying a dangerous undertone.

"It seems... you're determined to prevent me from getting a good night's sleep unless you get me into a 'tired' state, isn't that right?"

"I...I didn't!" Tang Xiaorui protested softly, trying to pull her hand back, but her wrist was firmly held.

She could feel the heat and tension emanating from Lin Feng's body, as well as the sudden, heart-pounding, ambiguous tension rising in the air.

A sense of guilt, mixed with anticipation and shyness, welled up inside her, and she suddenly felt like running away.

"Um... I was wrong, I'll go back to sleep by myself now!"

As she spoke, she actually tried to break free and shrink back towards the edge of the bed.