Jingmin's large hand stroked up and down her smooth, silky back.
The movement was gentle yet tinged with a hint of tenderness, seemingly both a comforting gesture and a sign of unease.
He spoke with a low, husky voice, tinged with the afterglow of passion, a lingering trace of desire still present in his voice.
"Still have energy? Can't sleep?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, and his warm lips once again pressed against the alluring neck of the person in his arms, his eyes full of doting affection.
Chu Wuyang gave a soft snort and turned away to avoid it.
She flinched away from Jing Min's tender gesture, like a startled fawn.
She seemed to be trying to distract him; she pursed her lips slightly and looked away.
The suggestion was made.
"Can't sleep? Let's chat for a bit!"
Jing Min was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled softly, the sound of which was particularly clear in the quiet night.
It's so novel to want to chat so late at night instead of sleeping!
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of mockery in his gaze.
Recalling the intense passion just now,
Despite the intense exercise, she wasn't tired at all; in fact, she still had plenty of energy.
The two have just had a deep physical exchange; is it time to begin a spiritual exchange?
However, he couldn't have been more eager for such a rare opportunity to cultivate their relationship.
He smiled slightly, revealing a handsome curve, and casually adjusted his lazy sleeping position to make himself more comfortable.
At the same time, he stretched out his strong arms and gently pulled the person in his arms towards him, as if he wanted to merge her into his own body.
His eyes held a hint of tenderness, and he chuckled softly as he spoke.
"Sure, what would you like to talk about?"
Chu Wuyang frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
She bit her lower lip slightly, her mind filled with countless thoughts. She thought for a long time, but didn't know where to begin.
Finally, she mustered her courage and broke the brief silence, her voice carrying a hint of coldness.
"I've never heard you talk about your parents before, why don't you tell me about them!"
Jing Min's body stiffened slightly, then he slightly increased the distance between them, his deep eyes shining like cold stars in the night sky in the dim light.
In the dim light, he quietly looked at Chu Wuyang's face, as if trying to discern something from her expression.
His keen sense of smell seemed to detect something unusual.
His voice unconsciously lowered a few decibels, and he asked with a hint of wariness,
"Did the old lady tell you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com