Chapter 28.2 - -Exchange (2/2)

Song Mo was getting sleepy, whereas Tang Huan was bursting with energy.

She wriggled in his arms. “Uncle, hold me tighter. Jinzhi is feeling a little cold.”

Cold?

Song Mo frowned. Even though it was hot during the day, the village was generally quite chilly at night. He usually didn’t feel anything when he slept alone, but now with a thin blanket on him and his niece in his embrace, he was getting a little hot, but his niece actually said she was feeling cold?

He obeyed and held her closer, “Is this better?”

Tang Huan was resting her head on his arm. She shook her head in the dark and reached out to pull his zhongyi . When he stopped her, she rubbed her body gently against his chest, as if she was greedy for the warmth on his body. “Uncle, take off your shirt. I want to sleep against your chest. It’s very nice to stick to your body because it’s so warm. Uncle, my good uncle, your niece is freezing… Mhm, why do I feel so uncomfortable? I was fine during the day, and I only came into contact with cold water when I washed the rice and vegetables. That shouldn’t have been so bad!”

Song Mo touched her forehead. It seemed that her body really was a little cold. He lamented, “I told you to rest, but you were disobedient, and now…” In the end, he couldn’t bear to condemn her. After a brief pause, he let go of her hand and took off his zhongyi , exposing his sturdy chest.

Tang Huan leaned in his arms and continued to stroke his body openly. “It feels so good when Uncle’s body is so warm.”

With one sentence, the words to stop her grabby hands dissipated in Song Mo’s throat.

He had an erection. Afraid of being noticed by her, Song Mo asked tentatively, “Jinzhi, why don’t I turn around? It’s easier for you to hug me like that.”

“Sure.”

Just as Tang Huan wanted.

Song Mo was relieved. He retracted his arms and turned around.

Tang Huan leaned against him right away. His legs were bent, so she followed suit. Her long legs pressed up against his legs, and her lower abdomen pressed up against his upturned buttocks. He thought that it was inappropriate and wanted to flip around, but Tang Huan hugged him tightly and said, “Uncle, don’t move. It’s very comfortable in this position. Your niece’s stomach is cold, so please warm me up.”

Song Mo was extremely embarrassed, but he couldn’t move when she said it like that.

Tang Huan’s left hand slowly inched down along his waistline and gently stroked his belt. His breathing became heavier and heavier. Her hand explored inside his shirt as she said, “Uncle, please pull down your pants a little. Your niece wants the skin here to warm my stomach, okay?”

“Jinzhi…” Song Mo grabbed her hand. H-how could they do that!

“Uncle, I let you see that part of my body, and I didn’t think there was anything wrong with that. I’m not looking at that part of yours right now. I’m just asking Uncle to help me warm my stomach. You can’t even do that for me?” Tang Huan said in an extremely aggrieved tone, her lips faintly touching his back.

As if ants were crawling on his back, he felt itchy all over his body.

Because it was dark, and because he couldn’t see anything, the sensation was more intense, and his consciousness was more chaotic, not as rational as it was during the day.

Song Mo didn’t let go of her hand and tried to negotiate with her in a hoarse voice, “Jinzhi, Un-uncle’s hands are also warm. Why don’t I warm your stomach with my hands?”

Tang Huan was extremely ashamed. “Don’t… Uncle has touched me for so long this morning,” she whispered softly as she pressed her face against his back. “I’m afraid that Uncle will be naughty again. With your back to me, I feel more at ease.”

Song Mo was sweating profusely. “I, I really didn’t do it on purpose at the time. Jinzhi, don’t misunderstand Uncle, okay?” What kind of person did she think he was?

“Who knows…” Tang Huan spoke softly, her little hand attempting to break free from his grasp. “Since Uncle has no guilt in your heart, you should let me warm my stomach without hesitation. For you to be so nervous, it seems like you’re feeling guilty. Ah, my stomach hurts. Uncle, please help me. Jinzhi is begging you. Uncle, uncle…”

The sound of her pleading was so pitiful that Song Mo panicked. Reason and distress were fighting each other in his mind. In the end, when her tears fell on his back, he finally let go of her hand.

Tang Huan pulled his trousers down to his knees. She was sobbing so hard that Song Mo didn’t dare to lift it back, instead quietly covering his crotch with his right hand. His niece would never touch him there, but Song Mo was strangely nervous and didn’t want her to find out how rampant his manhood was.

Tang Huan was not in a hurry. She unbuttoned her zhongyi and slowly pressed herself against him, skin to skin, from the chest down to the lower abdomen without any gaps.

Song Mo completely froze, unable to speak.

Tang Huan’s hand stroked back and forth along his hipline and waistline before moving on to his chest. “Uncle is so nice,’ she mumbled. “Your niece is no longer cold at all. Uncle, I’m so glad that you’re my uncle. I-I can rely on you to keep me warm and don’t need to worry about you scolding me for being…shameless, and I don’t have to worry about you having bad thoughts. Uncle, do you think other people’s uncles and nieces have similar experiences? If they don’t, is Jinzhi r-really shameless? But I think it’s perfectly fine. Uncle is the person I am closest to, and Uncle has taken care of me since I was a child. There isn’t a single part of my body that Uncle hasn’t seen. It’s fine because you are my uncle. Even though Jinzhi has grown up, I can still show my body to Uncle. Don’t you think I’m right, Uncle?”

Was she right?

Song Mo had no mental capacity to think about her words!

He didn’t even hear a word she said. When his niece was speaking, her hands were moving around, and the softness on her chest was rubbing against his back. They were incredibly soft. He had seen and touched them before… He…

He couldn’t stand it much longer.

“Uncle, why aren’t you saying anything? Are you mad at Jinzhi? Do you think I’m wrong? In Uncle’s eyes, am I very…indecent…”

“No!”

Song Mo’s chest rose and fell sharply, like a prelude to a fit of wrath, and it seemed like there was a beast raging inside him to come out. He didn’t know anything else. He only knew that the woman behind him was his beloved niece. She was simply ill and needed to rely on him. She was a good girl, definitely not an indecent woman.

Tang Huan stopped moving and quietly sobbed. “Then, Uncle, please turn around and hug me. With your back to me like this, it looks like you want to ignore Jinzhi…”

And then, before he could lift his pants, as if she was afraid that he would ignore her, she stood up and moved to his front, lay her head on his right arm as a pillow, and moved his left hand to her waist. With one hand secretly pressing her sanitary belt to prevent it from loosening, she wrapped her other arm around his waist and buried her face in his chest. “Uncle, Jinzhi is really afraid that you will be angry…”

“I’m n-not mad…” It hadn’t registered in Song Mo’s mind what she was doing.

“Are you really not mad?” Tang Huan looked up at him.

Her head was buried by the blanket, so Song Mo couldn’t see her expression at all, but her tone was cautious and full of anticipation. “I’m really not mad at you,” he replied, barely regaining control of his thoughts. “Why would I be?”

Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief and pressed herself against his chest once again. “Then, Uncle, let me touch you. This way, you have touched me, and I have also touched you. We will be equal, and we will never have to worry about who gets mad.”

As she was talking, her hand accurately grabbed his dick.

It was…very lively.

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