Her fingers unconsciously grasped his collar, and her voice was a little shy, "A little bit."

Zhou Yanjing's breathing gradually became steady, but his arms were still tightly around her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.

He lowered his head, and gently rubbed her forehead with the tip of his nose. His voice was filled with uncontrollable joy. "A little bit is enough. I have enough patience to make you like me slowly, until you can't leave me."

Shen Liwu's fingers unconsciously drew circles on his chest, and her voice was so low that it seemed like she was talking to herself, "You have made me unable to leave you."

Zhou Yanjing's Adam's apple rolled, and the tenderness in his eyes almost drowned her. He hugged her tighter, lowered his head and kissed her hair gently, his voice hoarse and firm, "Then we will be together forever, and no one is allowed to leave each other."

Shen Liwu didn’t say anything, but just buried her face in his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and an unprecedented peace surged in her heart.

My fingers touched his vest, my fingertips touched his solid muscles, I felt the warmth coming from his body, and my heartbeat unconsciously quickened a few times.

Zhou Yanjing narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the touch of her fingertips. His heart felt like a fire was ignited, burning him all over. He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I can't sleep if you do this."

Shen Liwu's cheeks instantly turned red, and her fingers paused, but she did not retract them. Instead, she boldly drew circles on his back. Her voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper. "So what are you going to do?"

Zhou Yanjing's breathing suddenly quickened. He tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms. His voice was filled with emotions that he could not suppress. "Don't cry."

Or, crying is fine, he likes her to cry under him.

Shen Liwu did not answer, but raised her head, looking at him straight with a hint of provocation and shyness in her eyes. There seemed to be a deep pool hidden in her eyes, sparkling and making it impossible to look away.

Zhou Yanjing's Adam's apple rolled, and the flames in his eyes burned brighter and brighter. He finally couldn't help it, lowered his head, and kissed her lips fiercely. The kiss came quickly and hard, and his hands clasped the back of her head tightly, not allowing her to retreat at all.

The air in the room seemed to freeze in an instant, leaving only the two people's breathing intertwined.

Shen Liwu's hands unconsciously climbed up his shoulders, her fingertips deeply embedded in his skin, as if this could stabilize her emotions that were about to get out of control, her ears were filled with the sound of blood rushing. Her body was trembling slightly, like a boat swept by a strong wind. She could only cling to him tightly, looking for a trace of stability.

After a long time, he reluctantly let her go, resting his forehead against hers, breathing rapidly and heavily.

A layer of blush appeared on Shen Liwu's face, and a layer of mist covered her eyes, like petals wet by rain, delicate and beautiful.

Zhou Yanjing really loved this look of hers. His evil hand had already reached out to the buttons on her chest, slowly unbuttoning them one by one.

The kiss fell again, and this time his movements were very slow, as if he was protecting the most precious and fragile item.

Shen Liwu closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a frightened butterfly, flapping its wings non-stop in the darkness.

Zhou Yanjing's lips lingered on her collarbone, his hands wandered along her slender waist, and he took off her clothes with ease.

Shen Liwu was like a pool of spring mud, leaning softly against him.

She has a great figure, with white and slender thighs, round and full breasts, and a slender waist, every inch of which fits perfectly.

Ambiguous voices continued to be heard, and the temperature in the room continued to rise.

“Wuwu…”