Shen Zhihuan's breath caught in her throat for a moment. Looking into Xie Lanshen's eyes, which were so close to hers, she didn't feel any dislike for him.
Rather, she hoped that he could get closer.
In the completely silent room, only the two of them could be heard beating their hearts one after another.
Shen Zhihuan's eyes flickered as her gaze shifted from Xie Lanshen's eyes to his lips.
She used to think Xie Lanshen was handsome, but she didn't realize that not only his eyes, but also his high nose bridge and thin lips were so beautiful.
Her already uneven breathing became even more rapid.
Shen Zhihuan was somewhat ashamed of her own thoughts and hurriedly looked away.
But they didn't realize how alluring her actions had just been.
The already intense atmosphere instantly became ambiguous. Xie Lan couldn't help but pinch Shen Zhihuan's delicate chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
A sweet and soft feeling spread instantly.
Shen Zhihuan unconsciously breathed heavily, discovering for the first time how wonderful the feeling of kissing could be.
Xie Lanshen, however, seemed to think he hadn't teased her enough, and raised his hand to cover her eyes.
Her low, husky voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, sounded especially alluring at that moment.
"Be good, close your eyes."
Almost the instant Xie Lanshen opened his mouth, Shen Zhihuan's waist began to buckle uncontrollably.
The two of them fell backward and landed on the soft bed.
Xie Lanshen was reluctant to let her go so easily. Instead, he pried open her teeth and continued to penetrate her, drawing in her breath.
Their hands were intertwined at some point, and then pressed against the pillow.
Feeling the soft, slender body beneath him, Xie Lanshen felt a strong, unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
It was as if he was holding a treasure he had lost and then regained.
This strange feeling made him feel somewhat puzzled.
As he was lost in thought, something suddenly touched him lightly.
Xie Lanshen's breath caught in his throat for a moment.
He was the one who taught Shen Zhihuan to close her eyes, and now he's the one who broke the rules first.
He looked down at Chen Zhihuan's beautiful face, feeling her dazed yet sweet response, and felt as if a fire was burning in his heart.
This cannot continue.
They haven't registered their marriage yet, and if they stay together any longer, he really can't guarantee that his self-control will be strong enough to suppress himself.
"Zhihuan".
Xie Lan's Adam's apple bobbed as he murmured Chen Zhihuan's name softly.
With one arm around her waist and the other hand bracing against the bed, he forced himself to get up.
He was about to explain that they couldn't continue, but Shen Zhihuan's fingertips hooked around his neck first.
Those eyes, which had opened at some unknown time, were already glistening with tears.
The two stared at each other from a distance. Shen Zhihuan didn't say anything, but the look in her eyes was incredibly alluring.
Xie Lanshen's breathing suddenly became heavy and uncontrollable.
He lowered his head and, with an exceptionally reverent gesture, gently kissed her forehead.
From the tip of the nose and lips, all the way to the slender, long neck.
In that place, as beautiful and delicate as a swan, bright red flowers gradually bloomed.
It contrasted sharply with her fair skin.
Xie Lanshen's entire attention was uncontrollably focused on Shen Zhihuan.
The person who always considered himself calm and composed was now acting like a young boy, impatiently kissing him all the way.
A burning kiss landed on her straight, slender collarbone, and Shen Zhihuan trembled uncontrollably.
Her red lips parted slightly, and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Hmm..."
Xie Lanshen's already restless blood instantly boiled.
The feeling of holding the person he loves in his arms is so wonderful that he really can't control himself.
The kisses traced her fair skin, slowly moving downwards once more.
Xie Lanshen restrained himself and lifted his head from Shen Zhihuan before completely losing control.
Countless words were stuck in his chest. He took her hand and brought it to his lips, gently placing a kiss on it.
“Zhihuan…”
"Um?"
Shen Zhihuan let out a soft hum through her nose, her voice muffled and sounding exceptionally gentle.
These are just a few ordinary words, but they seem incredibly difficult to say at this moment.
Xie Lanshen couldn't wait to convey all his feelings to her, so that she would know that he truly wanted to be with her and spend his life with her.
Saying too much can sound cheesy, while saying too little feels too bland.
Xie Lanshen hesitated for a long time before finally grasping Shen Zhihuan's hand and speaking to her slowly once again.
"Zhihuan, I want to tell you..."
This time, however, there was no response at all.
Xie Lanshen couldn't help but look down in puzzlement, and saw Shen Zhihuan lying on the bed with her head tilted to the side, her cheeks flushed, already asleep.
"..."
He was speechless for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he couldn't help but laugh.
"I really lost to you."
Xie Lanshen lowered his head and kissed Shen Zhihuan's forehead, realizing he shouldn't have been so impatient.
Even if they wanted something to happen, they would have to wait until the two of them were officially married, so that they would show her enough respect.
After calming down and suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he straightened up, calmly picked up Chen Zhihuan, and laid her flat on the bed.
Sleeping like this will make her more comfortable.
Shen Zhihuan's breathing was even, clearly indicating that she was already fast asleep, but her hands were still restless.
Her hair was stuck to her cheek, and it felt itchy, so she raised her hand and waved it around.
In the end, not only did he fail to smooth the hair back to its original position, but he also accidentally pulled out the lucky charm that was under his pillow.
Shen Zhihuan clearly cherished this amulet; even after so many years, the gold threads on it still shimmered with their due brilliance.
Xie Lanshen was afraid of accidentally breaking the amulet, so he quickly picked it up and held it in his hand.
Just as he was about to put it back under the pillow, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and countless images flashed before them.
These images did not belong to him. He carefully recalled them in his memory but found no related memories.
But all of these scenes are related to Shen Zhihuan.
It shows what she looked like when she was a child, young and innocent, still in school.
There was even a version of her that was slightly more mature than she is now.
Xie Lan frowned unconsciously after taking a look; he didn't understand what had happened.
Shen Zhihuan is clearly not that old, but in these pictures, there is always a lingering weariness between her brows and eyes.
She looked very depressed.
The moment this thought crossed Xie Lanshen's mind, his heart ached.
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