"You...you don't do this..." Her voice was intermittent, with a hint of weakness, but it sounded more like a whisper.
Zhou Yanjing did not stop his movements. His lips slowly moved up her neck and gently kissed her earlobe. His warm breath sprayed on her ears, bringing with it a thrilling numbing sensation.
"What else?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of teasing.
"They are all excuses." Shen Liwu angrily hit him.
Zhou Yanjing chuckled and grabbed her hand, then pulled her into his arms, his chest pressed against her back. Warm water poured down from over their heads, and their breaths intertwined in the mist.
His chin rested on her shoulder, his voice low and lazy, "You are just too tired, let me help you, okay?"
Shen Liwu’s body trembled slightly, her heart beat like a drum, and her mind was in a mess. She tried to break free from his embrace, but found that she had no strength left and could only let his hands wander all over her body. The warmth from his fingertips was transmitted to her skin through the water, like a spark, igniting her reason bit by bit.
"You took advantage of someone's misfortune..." Her voice was weak, with a hint of helplessness and shame.
Zhou Yanjing's lips touched her ear, and his voice was a little bewitching, "How did I take advantage of someone's misfortune? You obviously like it too, I just want a change of environment, right? Wife?"
In the bathroom, the air was filled with hot steam and water droplets slid down the smooth tiles, making a slight dripping sound.
Shen Liwu couldn't resist him. Amid the sound of splashing water, her body softened slightly and she supported herself on the wall with her hands.
Zhou Yanjing's arms were tightly around her waist, holding her firmly in his arms. He kissed her smooth and tender back, feeling rather satisfied.
"Zhou Yanjing." Her voice was a little trembling, with a hint of pleading, but also seemed to be mixed with some expectation.
"Wife, will you give it to me?" Zhou Yanjing's voice was low, with a hint of barely perceptible grievance. His lips were still pressed against her back, and his hot and humid breath sprayed on her skin, causing a slight shudder.
Shen Liwu turned around, and she put her arms around Zhou Yanjing's neck, "I like the way you're fascinated when you kiss me, and I also like you calling my name when you're sweating all over, Zhou Yanjing, I want you too."
Zhou Yanjing's gaze was deep, as if it wanted to suck her in completely. He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek. The warmth from his fingertips penetrated her skin and reached her heart, causing ripples.
"Then do you know that I want to rub you into my bones right now?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of suppressed desire, and his eyes were so hot that he seemed to want to melt her.
Shen Liwu's fingers tightened slightly, and her nails gently scratched the back of his neck, as if responding to his desire.
"I know." Her voice was as light as the wind, with a hint of shyness and determination, "Me too."
The corners of Zhou Yanjing's lips curved up, and his eyes were so gentle that they seemed to be overflowing with tears. He lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. Their breaths intertwined and his warm breath sprayed on her lips.
"I'll do it gently." His voice was low, with a hint of teasing, yet full of endless tenderness.
Shen Liwu's cheeks were tinged with a blush, and her eyes were slightly closed.
…
The consequence of indulging in lust was that Shen Liwu caught a cold.
"Haha!"
"Have some ginger soup." Zhou Yanjing came over with a bowl of steaming ginger soup, sat down beside the bed, blew away the hot steam carefully, and put it to her lips.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you catch a cold."
Shen Liwu glared at him, her nose still a little blocked, and her voice was muffled.
"You still know this?" Although she complained, she still opened her mouth obediently and drank the ginger soup in small sips.
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