Ning Qiluo was placed on the large bed.
The bed was very soft, and she didn't feel anything while lying on it until Jiang Yingchi leaned over her and pressed down on her. Only then did Ning Qiluo feel her body sinking deep into the bed.
Her heart rate became faster than ever before.
It's like the rhythm of randomly pressing keys on a piano when you're in a bad mood.
"River……"
Before she could even call out his name, he grabbed her hand, interlaced his fingers, and raised it above her head.
The kisses fell thick and fast.
Ning Qiluo's breathing became lighter.
Only after his kiss moved elsewhere did Ning Qiluo have a chance to speak. In a particularly hesitant voice, she called out his full name: "Jiang Yingchi!"
Her face was flushed, and her other hand, which was not restrained by him, gripped his collar tightly and nervously: "I, I haven't taken a shower yet."
“I know,” he said.
They were so close together that he could hear her heart pounding wildly. He arched his back slightly and whispered, "In a moment..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Jiang Yingchi suddenly straightened up.
Ning Qiluo thought he had changed his mind.
However, the scene that Ning Qiluo saw when she looked up made her blush and her heart race.
He knelt down, raised his hands, and used his long, slender fingers to unbutton his shirt one button at a time. Once all the buttons were undone, he pulled his hands back and took off his shirt...
What should have been an urgent action, he performed, yet it appeared unusually refined and dignified.
He tossed his shirt aside and bent down again.
Ning Qiluo immediately shouted, "Wait, wait, wait a minute!"
Jiang Yingchi's goal for tonight was already clear, so he could ignore her repeated interruptions.
But he stopped.
He cupped her face in his hands, his voice low, like a gentle stream flowing through her heart, cooling and warming repeatedly, until Ning Qiluo's heart softened.
His lips brushed close to her ear, and he whispered, "Yes, you say it."
Ning Qiluo spoke again, her voice trembling: "Jiang Yingchi, give me a little time, just a little."
The two of them just stared at each other.
His pupils were dark and deep, unfathomable.
Her pupils were filled with panic and uncertainty.
But Ning Qiluo could feel the heat emanating from his body.
Like a wildfire spreading across a prairie, the fire grew larger and larger, becoming increasingly uncontrollable and impossible to manage.
But at this crucial moment, he listened to her.
A gentle kiss, like a feather, landed on her cheek, and his low, husky voice whispered in her ear, responding with a single word:
"good."
He agreed.
...
The moment Ning Qiluo closed the bathroom door, she leaned against it, panting heavily.
Covering her burning cheeks, her heart pounded wildly, the uncontrollable rhythm making her feel as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest—it was so exciting!
After a few seconds, she tried to calm her wildly beating heart, but to little avail.
She went to the mirror again.
When she saw her own face flushed red in the mirror, Ning Qiluo frowned and pouted, "Oh dear... I'm so pathetic..."
With her head drooping, she closed her eyes.
Perhaps she wasn't fully prepared yet.
I came here tonight to have dinner with Jiang Yingchi. During the meal, the fire was unknowingly ignited, and we almost... on the sofa.
Ning Qiluo was immediately flustered.
When people are confused, their hearts become even more confused.
It's a complete mess.
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