Yan Huaiqing looked up and met her eyes, lust still in them. He pressed her closer, a hint of discomfort between his brows.

She couldn't help but let out a groan.

He rubbed her cheek, stared at her with burning eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What should I do? Sister, I feel uncomfortable."

The sound is so pitiful.

His breath was hot, and it fell on Luo Qingman's cheek, making her eyelashes tremble and her body tense.

It was really hot, Luo Qingman rubbed his head, turned away, and whispered: "No."

They are adults and boyfriend and girlfriend, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Upon hearing that, Yan Huaiqing held her cheek and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her a little hastily with excitement and agitation. His breath became hotter and hotter. Luo Qingman curled up her fingers, and the next moment he held her wrist.

He pulled away from her lips and kissed her ear with a moist kiss, "If you don't have it, you can use other methods. Sister, help me."

Luo Qing responded in a daze.

He kissed her softly on the lips, his breathing became more rapid, and he opened his mouth to say obediently, "I like you so much, sister. I love you so much."

Luo Qing closed her eyes and listened to his sweet words. She didn't know how much time had passed before she was carried to the bathroom and then tucked into a quilt.

The footsteps left and Luo Qingman stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Yan Huaiqing went to the next room to get the box, opened it and tied the necklace around the blushing woman's neck. He went to bed and hugged her, saying, "I haven't given you a gift before, so I'll give you a love gift tonight."

Luo Qingman lowered her head and pinched the necklace around her neck with her fingers, "It looks good."

Yan Huaiqing kissed her cheek and said, "I'm glad you like it. Take it off? Otherwise it will be uncomfortable to sleep. I'll put it on for you tomorrow."

"good."

Yan Huaiqing put the necklace into the box and placed the box on the bedside table.

He held her in his arms and nuzzled her shoulder. "Sister, I like you so much."

Luo Qingman glanced at her hands and rubbed his head, "I don't know how many times you've said you like me and love me tonight."

Yan Huaiqing pulled the quilt over and piled it behind her, "Sister, you've heard me say I like you so many times, can you also say you like me? I want to hear it."

Luo Qingman kissed him on the cheek, "I love you, Yan Huaiqing."

Yan Huaiqing tightened his grip around her and couldn't help but kiss her lips again, "That sounds so nice."

"What sounds good?"

"Your voice is beautiful, especially when you say you love me."

Luo Qingman leaned on his chest and said, "Hold on, my hands are tired, I won't help you anymore."

"Okay, I'll sing you a new song."

"Well, sing." She closed her eyes.

"Overlapping shadows cover the window"

"It's like I caught the time I was staying"

"Hold my fingertips next to the snow sculpture"

"My heartbeat is like the falling snow and plum blossoms"

…

"The north wind is not cold, the winter is hot"

"You said you liked it, and my heart met spring"

…

"Hold you in my arms and fall in love with you"

"Wait for the snow to stop and the sky to clear, and then walk with you in the alleys"

Luo Qingman opened her eyes and held his hand on her waist, "Why are you still hiding my name?"

"The song I wrote for you, the love is in my heart, you are in the song."

Luo Qingman hugged his waist and said, "I like your songs, and I like you."

Yan Huaiqing patted her on the back and said, "Then I'll sing it to you again as a lullaby for you."

A gentle voice sang softly in her ears, and Luo Qingman gradually fell asleep.