Xie Yun was stunned, and the unfinished words instantly disappeared between his lips and teeth.
His palms were burning hot, and he slowly moved along her slender waistline. The delicate satin-like touch was like a fire, stirring the desire in his heart like surging waves, becoming more and more surging. His fingertips quietly came to her back and gently opened the buttons. The fabric slid down silently like petals, revealing her snow-white shoulders and neck. Under the dim light, it was like white jade under the moonlight, emitting an attractive luster. He lowered his head slightly, put his lips on her collarbone, and sucked gently, as if he was tasting the sweetest sex.
"Xie Yun..." she called softly, with a trembling voice.
Xie Yun didn't let go until he left an ambiguous mark on her collarbone. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at her, the lust in his eyes was like a surging deep sea, hot and strong: "Hmm?"
Zheng Wanqing's cheeks were as red as a ripe apple, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her ears. Her fingertips trembled slightly as she gently touched his face. The delicate touch made her feel flustered. She whispered, "... Turn off the lights."
Xie Yun then chuckled. "Okay," he said in a low voice, with a hint of seduction, responding to her shyness and expectation.
He raised his hand and turned off the lamp beside the bed. Darkness instantly enveloped the entire room. Only the moonlight shone through the window, casting a faint silver glow.
He pressed Zheng Wanqing under him, holding her hand tightly, intertwining their fingers. The kiss fell again, as gentle and passionate as spring rain, his palm stroked her waist, untying her last restraint. The moment their skin touched, they both trembled, as if an electric current instantly spread throughout their bodies, causing ripples.
Xie Yun lowered his head, pressed his lips against her earlobe, and said with endless affection and desire: "Wanqing, look at me."
In the dark house, the moonlight sprinkled on the two people's charming figures hugging each other, covering them with a layer of dreamy gauze. Zheng Wanqing slowly raised her eyes and met his deep eyes. The flames burning in his eyes made her heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
He whispered, "Call me Yumin."
"Yumin..." This soft call, filled with endless affection and shyness, instantly ignited the burning flame in Xie Yun's heart, making his movements even more passionate.
The pain came suddenly, Zheng Wanqing couldn't help but frown, and her fingertips subconsciously sank into his shoulder blade. Xie Yun stopped immediately, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead to her collarbone. His breathing was rapid and heavy, as if he was trying to restrain his inner desire.
"Does it hurt?" He asked in a low voice, with a hint of suppression in his voice.
Zheng Wanqing shook her head gently, tears still welling up in her eyes: "... Continue."
Xie Yun lowered his head and kissed her lips. When she gradually adapted and began to respond to him, he completely lost control. He pinched her waist with both hands, leaving a trail of shallow finger marks.
Zheng Wanqing tilted her neck to bear it, and in a trance she saw his lustful eyes and eyebrows, which really was a ferocious beast. In this wave of passion, the two seemed to merge into one, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing.
The spring scenery faded, and the room was filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Xie Yun gently wet the towel, and wiped her carefully with unspeakable gentleness. Zheng Wanqing curled up in his arms sleepily, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his care.
"Does it still hurt?" He kissed the top of her head gently, his voice full of concern.
Zheng Wanqing raised her hand, wanting to touch the scar on his abdomen, but he gently grabbed her wrist, and said helplessly, "... Don't provoke me."
Xie Yun whispered: "Go to sleep."
The two of them slept in each other's arms, enjoying each other's warmth and love in this quiet night.
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