"Waiting for you." Shen Liwu looked up at him, his eyes bright as stars, "I thought you would be back in a while."
"I'll be back in the next training session." He leaned over slightly, close to her ear, and exhaled warm breath, "Don't wait for me next time, go to sleep first."
"I'm not sleepy. I want you to come back and feel that among all the lights in the houses, there is one that belongs to you."
Zhou Yanjing's heart trembled, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.
He really didn't dare to think about it before, and he had fantasized about such scenes countless times, but now it has come true.
Zhou Yanjing stared down at her, his palm placed on her cheek, his fingertips gently caressing her skin as if he was touching a precious piece of porcelain.
"Silly, even if there is no light, as long as you are here, I will feel at ease."
Shen Liwu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She raised her hand and held his, her fingertips intertwined with his, and she could feel his warmth in her palm.
"Then you should come back earlier in the future and don't make me wait too long."
He chuckled softly, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of doting.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly bent down, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the bedroom.
Shen Liwu exclaimed, subconsciously hugged his neck, put her cheek on his chest, and felt his strong heartbeat.
"What are you doing? You scared me."
"I'll hold you in my arms until I sleep." Zhou Yanjing's tone was unquestionable and his steps were steady, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world.
She nestled in his arms, her nose filled with the faint scent of his sweat and pine, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.
My hand rested lightly on his shoulder, my fingertips accidentally touching his taut muscles, and my heart was beating fast.
After entering the bedroom, he gently placed her on the bed, leaned over her and stared at her with burning eyes: "Sleep for a while, I'll take a shower."
"Um."
Shen Liwu lay on the bed with her eyes half closed, feeling the peaceful atmosphere in the room.
Not long after, Zhou Yanjing came in wearing shorts, with water droplets dripping down the ends of his hair and sliding across his strong chest. He wiped his hair casually with a towel, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.
"Are you still asleep?" He turned sideways, his arms naturally wrapped around her waist, his voice low and lazy.
"Waiting for you."
Zhou Yanjing's palm gently stroked her waist, and the warmth from his fingertips was transmitted to her skin through the thin pajamas. His breath was close at hand, fresh from a bath.
He couldn't wait to kiss Shen Liwu's lips. She was wearing a nightgown, and his hand reached under her skirt to touch her smooth legs.
Shen Liwu opened her eyes, her eyes were blurry and filled with a layer of mist. She narrowed her eyes slightly, dodged slightly, and said, "Xu Dong is next door."
Zhou Yanjing paused for a moment, then continued, his voice hoarse and full of magnetism.
"I'll be gentle and not make any noise."
Zhou Yanjing covered her again and was about to take off her clothes when two hands supported her chest again.
“No.” Shen Liwu uttered two words softly, still holding his hands against him.
Zhou Yanjing's breathing was a little heavy. "Wife, you should feel sorry for me too. It misses you so much."
"You've endured it for more than ten years, but you can't endure it for just one night?" Shen Liwu shyly turned her face away, her voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz.
Zhou Yanjing gently stroked her slender long legs, "Wife, you will feel sick if you hold it in."
Shen Liwu's heart was pounding. She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling a little, "Zhou Yanjing, you are not allowed to make trouble."
"Be good, don't worry, I will control myself." His palm moved up along her thigh until it covered the softness of her chest.
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