Xu Tingchuan held her close, feeling a pang of heartache. He paused, hesitating whether he should continue.
But the hesitation only lingered in his mind for a second; her taste was too wonderful, and he could no longer maintain rational self-control.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt," he coaxed softly in her ear, forcefully burying himself inside her.
Ni Sitian groaned in pain, tears welling in her eyes.
He cupped her face in his hands, gently kissed the corners of her eyes, and wiped away her tears.
A wisp of red drifted out and gradually faded into the water.
Ni Sitian knew what it was. She hugged Xu Tingchuan, feeling complicated. Even though she had crossed the line, she felt inexplicably panicked and afraid. She felt that her innocence had left her.
Xu Tingchuan felt her trembling in his arms. He didn't rush to move, but gently comforted her first.
“Xu Tingchuan…” She gripped his arm, unsure of what to say, buried her head in his shoulder, and sobbed softly, “It hurts…”
"I know." Xu Tingchuan hugged her and gently coaxed her, "It's okay, don't cry."
His voice was incredibly gentle, slowly soothing her fear and dread. She desperately tried to relax and completely surrendered herself to him.
The bathroom was still filled with smoke, and with each soft moan and gasp, the ambiguous warmth gradually increased.
The water in the bathtub rippled gently, overflowing in waves.
After the water cooled down, Xu Tingchuan carried Ni Sitian, who had become limp, out of the room, wiped her clean, and then carried her back inside.
The two of them fell onto the soft bed, he kissed her lips, his gaze still intense.
As Ni Sitian was pinned down by him, before she drifted off to sleep, she resentfully thought about one thing: that comic was a lie.
Although his first time was indeed short, he quickly went for a second time.
Unlike the first time, as if he wanted to avenge himself, the second time he exhausted her so much that her waist went limp, yet he was still so full of energy.
Just as Xu Tingchuan finished kissing Ni Sitian's neck and was preparing for the third round, he looked up and saw that she was already fast asleep.
Her little mouth was slightly pouting, like a cherry waiting to be picked. He leaned over and kissed it, then tapped the tip of her little nose: "I'll let you owe me one today."
He held her tightly in his arms, kissed her forehead, and closed his eyes.
Even in his sleep, he couldn't help but smile.
The night was long and quiet.
The moonlight was beautiful and hazy.
As dawn broke, the morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains.
Ni Sitian was dazzled by the light and gradually woke up. When she opened her eyes and saw Xu Tingchuan's face right in front of her, she couldn't help but blush shyly when she thought about what happened last night.
He had clearly said he had no experience, but last night he acted as if he were a seasoned veteran. Although she was in a lot of pain at first, he eventually made her feel comfortable.
I read in that comic that very few girls can feel good the first time. Is he some kind of genius?
Ni Sitian bit her lip, shaking off these wild thoughts, and stared at Xu Tingchuan's handsome sleeping face with a sigh.
This man is the type who grows more handsome the more you look at him. His thick, dark eyebrows grow neatly along his brow bone, his high nose bridge stands like a hill, his long eyelashes are slightly curled but not effeminate, and his lips are thin...
Her gaze involuntarily settled on his lips, and she raised her hand to gently stroke them.
Those beautiful, thin lips, last night, seemed to worshipfully kiss every inch of her skin.
As she looked at it, she recalled the scene from last night, and her ears turned as red as if they were bleeding.
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