That kiss made it hard to part.
Ming Beiya gently pried open the girl's pearly teeth, lightly scraping her palate, each stroke carrying a tantalizing electric current, a tingling sensation that dissipated Mo Shisheng's strength.
She melted into the man's arms like a spring pond, initially cooperating, but eventually tilting her head back to accept what Ming Beiya gave her.
The atmosphere was ambiguous, and the wet sounds of kissing were particularly noticeable in the night.
After the kiss ended, the man held the girl in his arms. Zheng Moshi's hand slid down restlessly, but the man grabbed her wrist halfway down and said, "Be good, go to sleep."
The man's delicate kisses landed on her brow, eyes, nose, and cheeks, gentle and tender.
Mo Shisheng's eyes were swollen shut from his kiss, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "You don't need my help tonight."
"..."
The man remained silent, his hand on the girl's waist tightening slightly as he gently pressed on her aching back. "Go to sleep."
Hearing him emphasize "sleep" twice, Mo Shisheng didn't ask any further questions. She felt very comfortable being massaged by Ming Beiya and was drifting off to sleep.
Slowly, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
He heard steady, even breathing beside him. Ming Beiya smiled slightly and pulled the girl into his arms, his delicate hands still massaging her sore spots.
He forcefully suppressed the rising heat in his abdomen; his girl had been busy all day, how could he bear to let her continue to toil?
A gentle kiss landed on the girl's lips, he lightly sucked on them, and then withdrew.
...
Mo Shisheng slept exceptionally soundly that night, and when she woke up, she found the man dressed.
Sensing the movement, Ming Beiya turned to look at Mo Shisheng, her eyes filled with a drunken smile, "Awake?"
"Um."
Mo Shisheng nodded lazily, peeking out through the gap in the curtain. Seeing it was still pitch black outside, she frowned. "You're still awake?"
"not yet."
Ming Beiya walked up to Mo Shisheng and, as if by magic, produced a red dress.
The long dress was as alluring and vibrant as blood; it was a high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a graceful drape. When the man took it out, a look of amazement flashed across Mo Shisheng's eyes.
"like"
Ming Beiya naturally didn't miss the look of amazement in Mo Shisheng's eyes, and handed the dress to Mo Shisheng.
"A gift for me"
Mo Shisheng chuckled softly, took the long dress from Ming Beiya with both hands, and tilted her head slightly to look at him, "Why did you give me a gift?"
"..."
Ming Beiya glanced at Mo Shisheng indifferently, "Change your clothes first."
"This is a military camp, isn't this inappropriate?" Mo Shisheng thought about her current identity as a woman disguised as a man. If she had been wearing a mask before, it would have been fine, but that's right! The mask!
Mo Shisheng suddenly thought of the mask and was about to take it out of her storage ring when Ming Beiya stopped her hand, saying, "Now that you're a talented young man, no one will notice."
Hearing Ming Beiya's words, Mo Shisheng finally felt a little relieved.
She touched the exquisitely textured long dress, her eyes overflowing with delight.
It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and Mo Shisheng is no exception. Moreover, Ming Beiya is her man, so she naturally wants to present her best side to him.
"Turn around, I need to change my clothes."
Mo Shisheng's gaze fell on Ming Beiya, and she found him standing by the bed, like a door god, unmoving.
Upon hearing this, the man's eyes swept over her body with a slightly lazy look, "What part of you haven't I seen before?"
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