Ao Cang wanted to say that although that was indeed the case, he still wanted to hold on a little longer for her sake.
But when he met her slightly worried red eyes, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"Okay, whatever you say."
Eighteen-year-old Ao Cang is somewhere between a teenager and a young adult, but his physical development is excellent.
When he lifted Qiao Mei up in a princess carry, it seemed like he didn't exert any effort at all.
She was still wearing a very thin nightgown, and her exposed arms inevitably pressed against Ao Cang's hot and hard chest, making her swallow hard as she suppressed those other intentions that he shouldn't and couldn't discover.
She trembled her long eyelashes, and could only relieve the unbearable pressure in her heart by quietly pressing her body closer to his skin and resting her head against his chest.
Ao Cang noticed her movement and glanced at her with his golden eyes.
He noticed that she seemed to enjoy physical contact with him, so he tightened his arms around her waist and legs, and deliberately slowed his pace toward the bed, secretly satisfying the strange desires of his little believer.
The bedroom was very quiet, so quiet that Qiao Mei could only hear the staggered heartbeats of herself and Ao Cang, which gave her an inexplicable feeling of ambiguity.
She felt the intense heat emanating from his body. After he placed her on the bed, looking at his impossibly handsome young face, she didn't know what was going on in her mind, but she asked him in a hoarse voice, "Cangcang, can I kiss your cheek?"
Qiao Mei: I'm not going to be human anymore! Whoever wants to be human can be human!
By the way: Happy Labor Day everyone!
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