His hand also reached into her skirt...

After a while, he gently bit Song Shengsheng's shoulder and turned over to lie beside her. Song Shengsheng turned her head to look at him. In the darkness, she could not see Jiang Yiyu's expression. She could only hear his suppressed breathing and his pounding heartbeat.

After a while, Jiang Yiyu held her hand, turned to face her, kissed the back of her hand, and then covered her palm with his face: "My dear, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Song Shengsheng moved closer to him, resting her forehead against his, and smiled gently, "We are all awake."

Jiang Yiyu kissed her palm and buried his face in her small hand.

His warm breath fell on Song Shengsheng's hand, making it feel a little itchy.

"Brother Yi Yu."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yiyu pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and kissed her forehead: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to call you."

Jiang Yiyu chuckled twice: "My dear, you don't know how happy I am now."

"How happy?"

"My heartbeat is telling you."

Song Shengsheng looked up, smiled and kissed his chin, then kissed the tip of his nose. Jiang Yiyu turned over to face the ceiling and let her kiss him.

He gently stroked her slender waist, his reason repeatedly lingering on the edge of impulse and loss of control, but in the end he held back.

"Be good, let's just proceed step by step here today."

"Hmm?" Song Shengsheng held his face and moved some distance away from him: "That's it?"

"I don't want to be too anxious. Let's take it slow. Besides, there's nothing here." He chuckled and put his hand on Song Shengsheng's lower abdomen: "I don't want to be a father so early."

Song Shengsheng felt her cheeks burning. She quickly pushed him away, sat up, and tugged at her clothes: "I don't want to be a mother either."

Jiang Yiyu reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes, twisted it, and said in a frivolous and nonchalant tone: "Then we really hit it off."

Song Shengsheng stood up and said while buttoning her pajamas, "You go to sleep. I'm going back."

"I'm here, where are you going?"

"Go back to my room! My friend is waiting for me next door!"

Jiang Yiyu stood up and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. He tilted his head and kissed her earlobe, then asked seductively, "Which friend of yours is more important than me?"

"Su Bei, I told you."

Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, my mother-in-law. If it's her, I can't let you go. Don't let her think that I don't love you enough."