"I will hear it." Her voice was so soft that it almost blended into the night, with a hint of helplessness.
"You promised me tonight."
Shen Liwu's cheeks were stained with a layer of blush, and her fingers gently pressed against Zhou Yanjing's chest, feeling the rise and fall of his chest with her fingertips, and the heat passed through the thin cloth to her palm.
"I... I haven't forgotten." Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her throat, with a hint of shyness and panic.
A smile appeared on Zhou Yanjing's lips, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, like a bottomless pool of water that could easily make people drown in it. His palm gently stroked her back, his fingertips causing a subtle shiver through the fabric of her pajamas.
"Then isn't it time for you to fulfill your promise now?" His voice was low and had a lazy magnetism, like temptation and urging.
Shen Liwu's fingers curled slightly, and the defense in her heart seemed to be broken by his tenderness at this moment.
She bit her lower lip and said in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "But...my parents are next door..."
Zhou Yanjing chuckled, and his breath sprayed on her ear, bringing a tickling feeling. "We're in a room together, so I can't hear you."
There was a hint of teasing in his voice, and he gently lifted her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look up at him.
Shen Liwu's eyes met his, and there seemed to be a flame burning in those eyes, burning her so that she had nowhere to escape.
"Wife, I feel bad."
Zhou Yanjing's hand had already reached into her pajamas. He buried his head in her chest, not wanting to look up.
"Zhou Yanjing..."
"Um."
He turned around and pressed her under him. Shen Liwu's breathing was rapid, her chest rose and fell with Zhou Yanjing's movements, and her fingers tightly grasped the bed sheets.
"Zhou Yanjing..." Her voice was as light as a wisp of smoke, with a hint of helplessness and compromise.
He gently stroked her legs with his fingers, his rough fingertips, calloused from years of training, rubbing against her soft skin.
"Hurry up."
Shen Liwu's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, with a hint of trembling.
Zhou Yanjing did not move quickly. Instead, he caressed her slowly and delicately, as if he wanted to imprint every inch of her skin in his memory. His fingertips gently stroked her knees and moved up along the inside of her thighs, bringing waves of tingling sensations.
"Don't be impatient." His voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible smile, as if he was enjoying this game that he was leading.
Shen Liwu bit her lower lip, trying her best to suppress the sound that was about to spill out. She could clearly feel his body temperature, his breathing, and every movement of his was like a torture, making her both eager and shy.
"Zhou Yanjing... I feel uncomfortable." There was a hint of pleading in her voice, and her fingers unconsciously grasped his arm, her nails digging deep into his skin.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaned down, put his lips next to her ear, and sprayed his hot breath on her neck, "Relax, leave it to me."
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