"Zhou Yanjing, I like you a little more."
Only after being deceived and kept away from him did she realize what she had missed.
She loved this man, loved every bit of him, including his serious face and his occasional soft moments.
Zhou Yanjing's throat rolled, and the darkness in his eyes became more intense. His hand was still holding her wrist, his fingertips slightly tightened.
He knelt on one knee, raised his head and kissed Shen Liwu's lips, gently and tenderly, as if he was afraid of breaking her.
Shen Liwu's breathing was slightly choked, and the gentleness between his lips was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, carrying his unique and refreshing breath. She did not dodge, but responded gently, her fingertips sliding across his shoulder blades, feeling his tense muscles gradually relax with her touch.
He removed his hand from her wrist and gently cupped her cheek, rubbing her earlobe with his fingertips, bringing a slight tingling sensation.
Their lips pressed together, their breaths blended together, and it seemed as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.
After a long time, Zhou Yanjing moved back a little, resting his forehead against hers, his breathing a little rapid. His eyes were deep, like a deep pool, reflecting her slightly flushed cheeks.
"What should I do with you?" He said in a low voice, with helplessness and doting, "Every time you come close, I can't control myself."
Shen Liwu chuckled and gently scratched the back of his neck with her fingertips, as if teasing a large dog.
"Then don't control me. I am yours anyway."
Zhou Yanjing's eyes darkened, his breathing suddenly increased, and he leaned over to kiss her lips again.
This time, his kiss was no longer gentle, but carried a domineering and possessive desire, as if he wanted to merge her entire body into his own.
Shen Liwu's back was pressed against the sofa, feeling the pressure of his body, her palms pressed against his chest, her heartbeat coming through her palms, rapid and powerful.
Her fingertips curled slightly, grasping the clothes on his chest, her breath was completely plundered by him, and the entanglement between her lips was hot and dense.
She closed her eyes, all her senses were occupied by him, and the only sounds in her ears were his heavy breathing and the sound of her own heartbeat.
Zhou Yanjing's palm slid down from her cheek and landed on her waist. His fingertips gently stroked through the thin cloth, bringing waves of trembling touch.
"Hmm..." She hummed softly, and her voice was swallowed by him, with a bit of shyness and helplessness.
Zhou Yanjing slowed down his kiss a little and licked the corner of her lips lightly with the tip of his tongue, as if he was tasting a sweet dessert.
His breath was still hot, spraying on her neck. He picked her up and returned to the bedroom breathing in the fragrance of her neck.
Zhou Yanjing sat on the bed with his lover sitting on his lap. Even his breath smelled of her.
He kissed her neck. Her hair had already submerged him, like an invisible chain, binding him tightly at this moment.
Shen Liwu's body trembled slightly, his breathing was rapid, and his fingertips weakly clung to his shoulders, as if only in this way could he find support.
"Zhou Yanjing..." Her voice was as soft as a whisper.
"Well, where's my baby?"
Zhou Yanjing picked her up, put her gently on the bed, and then lay down on the edge of the bed himself.
Avoiding her feet, he took Shen Liwu into his arms, and said in a slightly sleepy voice: "Aren't you worried that I haven't slept? Accompany me to sleep for a while."
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