Chapter 563: The process is difficult
Song Cun took a very slow bath. When she walked out of the bathroom slowly with her hair loose and wrapped in a clean towel, the things Liang Zhouheng had sent were already in place.
Liang Zhouheng saw that her cheeks were clear, her eyelashes were trembling, and her bright black eyes avoided looking at him.
"come over."
He spread his legs wide and sat on the edge of the bed to greet her.
Song Cun couldn't avoid his gaze and tried his best to keep his eyes above his neck.
She was only two steps away when he reached out and pulled her over, holding her on his lap.
The familiar kiss fell again, and he untied the bath towel on his body with one hand and threw it aside. Song Cun climbed onto his neck with both hands, trying to block his gaze which was constantly moving downwards.
Song Cun's face turned red as if blood was dripping out. He closed his eyes and felt the contact of their skin.
The kisses covered her cheeks, neck, and then went down and down...
When Song Cun was put on the bed again, even his toes felt weak.
Liang Zhouheng observed her every subtle reaction from beginning to end in order to control the rhythm very well, so that when the most important moment came, Song Cun still closed her eyes, feeling like a small boat, being tossed up and down by waves.
Liang Zhouheng watched her face go from soft and tender a second ago to suddenly tense. He felt a little reluctant, but it was too late to retreat.
She clenched her teeth and said nothing. Liang Zhouheng felt terribly painful in his heart, but his lower body felt so good that his scalp continued to numb.
This process was too difficult for both of them. She was always enduring it, and he was also enduring it.
No amount of experience seemed to be enough at this moment. He tried his best to relieve her pain, but her brows were still furrowed.
He finally paused and asked her in a low voice: "Does it hurt? If it hurts, scream out."
Song Cun gasped in pain and tried to make a sound: "It doesn't hurt."
"You're still speaking sarcastically at this time."
The veins on his forehead tensed, he lowered his head to comfort her for a long time, and tried again.
It was difficult for Song Cun to describe the feeling, as if his whole body was torn apart.
At the very end, he brushed her cheek with his fingers and asked her softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Song Cun shook his head.
Liang Zhouheng held her in his arms, kissed her, and comforted her: "Just this once, it won't hurt anymore."
Song Cun took the initiative to put his arm around his shoulders and leaned against him. His heart seemed to be filled, but there was also a hint of indescribable melancholy.
Liang Zhouheng kneaded her waist silently, vaguely sensing her uneasiness. He had never been one to make promises, but he still whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid. I will be responsible for you. I will always treat you well. Unless you don't want me, I won't betray you, Song Cun. You can always rest assured about this."
Song Cun's uneasy heart slowly calmed down.
He carried her to the bathroom, helped her clean up, came back and changed the bed sheets, and the two of them fell asleep slowly in each other's arms.
Song Cun slept particularly soundly. When he opened his eyes, it was already past 10 o'clock in the morning. His upper body suddenly sat up with a panicked look on his face.
"I've asked for leave for you. You need to have a good rest these two days."
Liang Zhouheng leaned on his arm, lying on his side on the bed, looking at her leisurely.
Song Cun was anxious, and then jumped up from the pillow again, "My attendance will be deducted. I haven't asked for leave this month."
It's unreasonable to ask for leave for something like this.
He coaxed her patiently: "I've invited you all, I'll make up for your full attendance, lie down and hold you for a while."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Cun's cell phone rang. Liang Zhouheng stretched out his arm and took it for her. The lit screen showed "Lu Yuchen calling".
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