Zhang Ye was afraid that the landlady would settle the score with him. He pretended to sleep and even pretended to make a few sleepy grunts.
Huala. The toilet’s flush was heard. Little Chenchen walked back and fell back to sleep the moment she crawled back into bed.
Rao Aimin switched off the bathroom’s lights and returned to bed. Pulling the blanket open, she placed her beautiful legs inside and lay down. She then covered herself and went back to sleep.
After waiting for more than ten minutes.
Zhang Ye looked towards Rao Aimin from the side again. Her back was still facing him. Zhang Ye’s heart turned crooked again. After some struggles with his thoughts, he moved his hand over, bit by bit. This time, he touched Rao Aimin’s outer thigh under the blanket. As the landlady’s hips were perky, and a woman’s hip bone was naturally wider than a man’s, her thigh was naturally in a higher position with her laying sideways. Zhang Ye had to go through quite a lot to reach there. His arm was beginning to ache. After all, he had sprained it while fighting with the burglars. He wanted to move his hand lower. If he let his arm rest on her thigh, then it would be a lot more comfortable. With that, if he moved his hand downwards, then he could move his body over. His fingers could then grab onto the opening of the landlady’s bathrobe, and then move upwards.