Xu Tingchuan couldn't help but laugh, burying his head on Ni Sitian's shoulder, his chest trembling as he laughed.
The two laughed for a while, then Xu Tingchuan kissed Ni Sitian's neck and asked in a sexy, deep voice, "Where's the zipper?"
Ni Sitian blushed, grabbed Xu Tingchuan's hand and placed it on her left side, leading him to the zipper clasp.
Xu Tingchuan slowly unzipped her pants, his large hand resting on her waist. Upon touching her soft, delicate skin, a fire within him instantly ignited.
Ni Sitian trembled slightly, her dark eyes looking at him with a misty, watery gaze.
She continued to unbutton his shirt, still clumsily and slowly.
But Xu Tingchu couldn't wait any longer. He ripped off his shirt, and the buttons fell to the ground with a clatter.
After throwing the shirt on the ground, he went to take off Ni Sitian's skirt.
He pinned her down, his eyes swirling with unspoken emotions as he looked at her.
The undercurrents within were like giant waves, transforming into passion that swept towards Ni Sitian.
Ni Sitian dared not look directly into his eyes; they were so intense, as if they were about to set her on fire.
"Sitian." Xu Tingchuan turned her head back and called her name in a low voice.
Ni Sitian wrapped her arms around his neck and offered her lips to him.
Xu Tingchuan took the initiative and skillfully slipped into her mouth.
After a passionate kiss, Ni Sitian was almost suffocated and gasped for breath.
Xu Tingchuan's breathing became disordered as he looked at Ni Sitian, whose head was still swollen. He seemed to have been too hasty.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked, gently stroking her.
Seeing the tenderness in his eyes, as if she were his most precious treasure, Ni Sitian couldn't help but whine and nod pitifully, "It hurts."
Xu Tingchuan gently breathed on her forehead, frowned, and asked, "Why did you bump your head against Qin Mubei's chin? What did he do?"
Ni Sitian was shocked. She hadn't said anything, yet he knew that she was the one who hit Qin Mubei!
"What did he do to you?" Xu Tingchuan asked again, his eyes dark.
“He… wanted to kiss me.” Ni Sitian felt that under his gaze, she couldn’t hide anything from him, and besides, there was no need to lie about it, so she confessed honestly.
"He succeeded?" Xu Tingchuan's eyes held a storm, and his voice was so low it was frightening.
Ni Sitian quickly shook her head and denied it: "No, no, that's why I ran away after hitting him."
The storm in Xu Tingchuan's eyes subsided slightly, and his gaze shifted to her lips.
Her lips were small and rosy like cherries, with a slightly upturned cupid's bow, making them look like very kissable lips.
The thought that his lips had almost been touched by Qin Mubei caused a storm to gather in his eyes.
“He really didn’t succeed!” Afraid that he wouldn’t believe her, Ni Sitian wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, “I’m yours from head to toe.”
These words were so flirtatious that Ni Sitian buried her face in his chest, too shy to lift her head after saying them.
Xu Tingchuan was pleased and cupped her face in his hands, chuckling softly, "Then I'll have to stamp them all."
What followed was a protracted "stamping" session inside the room.
The low murmurs and heavy breathing played a shy melody here, like the best symphony.
The moon hid behind the clouds, covering its eyes and daring not to look any longer.
After a long, long time, the sounds inside the room gradually subsided.
Ni Sitian, feeling weak and limp, was carried and slumped against Xu Tingchuan's body. She had no strength left and fell asleep in that position.
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