Chapter Forty
After the kiss, the sun had completely sunk below the horizon, and the sky had turned a bluish-purple.
The whole world enters a beautiful blues moment.
Shi Qing was so focused on kissing that she forgot to take a picture, and sighed with regret.
Liang Yuheng: "What's wrong?"
"I was just about to take a picture of you." Shi Qing got off him.
Liang Yuheng turned his head to look at her: "What kind of photos?"
Shi Qing mimicked the way he had been sitting, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "You looked so handsome sitting like that just now."
Liang Yuheng: "That's why you wanted to kiss me."
"Mm." Shi Qing nodded.
"Looks like you're really a fangirl," Liang Yuheng laughed at her.
Shi Qing remembered that time in his car when Liang Yuheng asked her why she was nervous, and she said:
"Yes, I'm a bit of a fangirl. I like all the handsome guys."
Shi Qing said it offhand without thinking, but she didn't expect him to remember it.
Liang Yuheng narrowed his long, handsome eyes slightly: "But from now on, you can only be with me, understand?"
"Although I'm a fangirl, I'm not a womanizer."
"I'm just reminding you," Liang Yuheng returned to the previous topic, "If you want to take pictures, we'll come back again tomorrow."
Shi Qing felt that plans could not keep up with changes, and that tomorrow's photos could not represent her current mood.
"It looks pretty now, let me take a picture of you first."
Liang Yuheng sat up straight and stretched out his long legs: "Want to go back to the same position as before?"
"Anything is fine."
Liang Yuheng supported himself with one hand on the ground and the other on his knee, just like before.
As the sea breeze picked up in the evening, it blew up his black T-shirt.
Shi Qing took a few pictures and suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Liang Yuheng's brow twitched slightly.
Shi Qing pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh: "It feels a bit like she's putting on an act."
"..."
After hearing this, Liang Yuheng leaned closer.
Shi Qing thought he was going to take revenge on her, so she got up and tried to run away.
But Liang Yuheng grabbed her wrist and pulled her, and Shi Qing sat down on the grass beside him again, leaning against him.
Liang Yuheng took her phone, turned the camera upside down, and pointed it at the two of them.
Shi Qing realized he wanted to take a picture, and started smiling at the camera.
The next moment, Liang Yuheng turned his head and kissed her, and the photo was taken.
Shi Qing stared at the photo of the two of them for a long time, and the corners of her mouth kept turning up involuntarily.
"Send it to me when you get back." Liang Yuheng was also very satisfied with the photos of the two of them.
"OK." Shi Qing selected one of them as her wallpaper.
Liang Yuheng asked, "Are you hungry?"
Shi Qing: "A little."
"Do you want to eat out, or have them deliver it to you?"
"Eat out."
"Let's go." Liang Yuheng stood up and reached out to pull her up.
The waves crashed against the rocks as they walked back along the beach.
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Back at the villa, Shi Qing was exhausted; she had walked nearly 20,000 steps that day.
She originally wanted to take a shower first, but her legs were too heavy, so she collapsed onto the sofa: "Aheng, I'll sleep for half an hour first, then wake me up to take a shower."
Liang Yuheng: "Go to bed and get some sleep."
Shi Qing had been sitting on the grass, not wanting to get the bed dirty, but she was too exhausted to change her clothes: "I'm so sticky from the sea breeze, I need to take a shower."
Liang Yuheng knew she was quite particular about taking a bath: "Go to sleep."
Shi Qing was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she sat down on the sofa.
Half an hour later, Liang Yuheng woke her up.
Shi Qing felt she was sleeping soundly and didn't want to open her eyes.
She mumbled sleepily, "I'm so sleepy."
Liang Yuheng: "Then shall I help you wash?"
Shi Qing: "No."
“It’s not like we haven’t washed it before. You even said I made you feel comfortable, and that you want me to do it for you every day from now on.” Liang Yuheng played with her hair.
Upon hearing this embarrassing past, Shi Qing instantly sobered up and glared at him, saying, "You're not allowed to talk about this again."
"Alright," Liang Yuheng said with considerable regret.
Because she wanted to bring fewer clothes, Shi Qing only packed two light camisole nightgowns in her suitcase, one black and one white.
After taking a shower, Shi Qing changed into the white dress.
Liang Yuheng was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom dealing with emails when he heard the noise and looked up at her.
His gaze fixed.
Shi Qing's limbs were as white as jade, and her skin had a slight pinkish tinge after taking a bath.
She had a full bust and a slender waist. Her white nightgown was below the knee, revealing her straight and long calves.
Liang Yuheng originally wanted to go over and hug her, but he was afraid that he would be unable to resist doing other things, so he held back.
After Shi Qing finished removing her makeup, taking a shower, and drying her hair, she felt no sleepiness at all, and she didn't force herself to sleep.
Seeing her sitting on the bed playing on her phone, Liang Yuheng walked over to the bedside and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"I should have known better than to sleep earlier." Shi Qing looked up at her.
Her skin was fair and her neck was slender, but the curves of her nightgown were very noticeable.
Liang Yuheng's eyes deepened, and his fingertips lightly touched her chin: "How about we do something else?"
Upon hearing the sound, Shi Qing's heart began to pound.
She didn't resist doing it, and even looked forward to it.
Shi Qing gave a soft "hmm" and nervously gripped the blanket.
"How about watching a movie?" Liang Yuheng said.
"..."
Shi Qing suspected that Liang Yuheng did it on purpose.
Did her reaction just now mean she wanted to watch a movie with him?
"Okay." Shi Qing pretended not to have thought about it that way.
Liang Yuheng walked over to get the remote control and asked, "What do you want to watch?"
Shi Qing: "Anything but horror movies is fine."
Liang Yuheng stared at the screen for a few minutes before finally choosing a comedy that had been popular recently.
After the movie started playing, Liang Yuheng turned off the lights in the room and sat on the bed with Shi Qing.
Shi Qing couldn't understand why Liang Yuheng had said he wanted to sleep with her before, but now that they were officially together, he didn't seem to have that intention anymore.
The movie wasn't particularly funny, and Shi Qing, being distracted, didn't really pay much attention to it.
Perhaps Liang Yuheng has a high threshold for laughter, because Shi Qing didn't see him laugh much.
Perhaps she was too tired, and the movie had a hypnotic effect, so Shi Qing fell asleep in less than an hour.
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The next day, early morning.
Because she went to bed early last night, Shi Qing woke up very early.
However, the room was dark with the curtains drawn, so she didn't know what time it was.
Shi Qing opened her eyes and realized that she was still lying in Liang Yuheng's arms, listening to his steady breathing, and that he was still asleep.
Shi Qing wanted to check the time on her phone, so she gently turned over, and Liang Yuheng pulled her closer to him.
His large hands gripped her waist tightly. Shi Qing didn't know if he was awake or not, so she dared not move.
Not knowing what time Liang Yuheng went to sleep last night, Shi Qing could only stay quietly so as not to disturb him.
As she lay there, she gradually felt him touch her from behind.
Shi Qing's breathing became slightly sluggish, and she froze completely.
The previous times they slept together, either Liang Yuheng got up first, or the two of them didn't get this close. Today was the first time they had slept like this.
Not only the spot that was pressed against her skin, but Shi Qing's entire body began to feel hot.
I don't know how long this will last.
Boring and agonizing.
Shi Qing tried hard not to think about it, but its presence was too strong, terrifyingly hard.
Fortunately, Liang Yuheng released her not long after.
As soon as Shi Qing turned over, the person next to her woke up.
Liang Yuheng turned on the bedside lamp: "What time is it?"
Shi Qing: "Six-thirty."
Liang Yuheng hummed in response, showing no intention of getting up, and rested his forehead against the crook of her neck.
Are you still sleeping?
"I'm not going to sleep." Liang Yuheng put his hand on her waist.
Shi Qing: "Was yesterday's movie good?"
"I don't know, I didn't get into it."
Liang Yuheng's breath sprayed onto her collarbone, hot and itchy.
"I feel like you were watching quite intently," Shi Qing said, somewhat surprised.
Liang Yuheng: "How could I possibly watch carefully when you're right next to me?"
Shi Qing naturally understood what he said, but she couldn't understand why he was still acting so calm.
“I didn’t kiss you last night, now it’s time to make up for it.” Liang Yuheng suddenly propped himself up on his arms and pressed himself against her.
Shi Qing quickly pushed against his shoulder: "No, I haven't brushed my teeth."
Liang Yuheng lowered his gaze: "Then can we kiss somewhere else?"
"..."
Just kiss, why ask?
"Um."
She wore a satin silk slip dress, thin and smooth.
Liang Yuheng's gaze was intense, making Shi Qing increasingly embarrassed.
His kissing skills became increasingly proficient, his tongue hot and powerful.
Even through that layer of fabric, Shi Qing could feel a ticklish sensation, let alone after taking off her nightgown.
Shi Qing placed the back of her hand to her lips, helplessly blocking out a soft moan.
"Can I touch it?" Liang Yuheng asked in a low, hoarse voice.
At this point, having come to this, how could she possibly refuse?!
Shi Qing said reproachfully, "Could you please not ask that?"
"It was my fault." Liang Yuheng let out a soft laugh.
Soon, the shoulder strap slipped down, covering soft skin.
...
Liang Yuheng suddenly stopped, his voice hoarse: "I'm going to take a shower."
"Aren't you going to do it?" Shi Qing couldn't help but ask, her voice barely audible.
Liang Yuheng was taken aback.
"You...don't dislike it?"
Shi Qing: "Didn't you want to do it with me before? Why are you holding back now?"
Liang Yuheng laughed: "You forgot how long it took you to talk to me after I said that last time? I thought you didn't want to."
Shi Qing looked at him and said, "I didn't mean to refuse."
“Say it again.” Liang Yuheng’s gaze grew increasingly intense.
"I do."
"You're not allowed to regret it later."
Thinking about the feeling of being touched earlier, Shi Qing felt a little worried.
"Then be gentle."
"Okay." Liang Yuheng's voice was gentle and husky.
Liang Yuheng took a small square box from the bedside table, then slipped his hands under her knees and lifted her up in his arms.
Shi Qing was startled: "Where are you taking me?"
"Take a shower." Liang Yuheng walked towards the bathroom.
Shi Qing wrapped her arms around his neck: "Why?"
Liang Yuheng smiled at her and said, "Do you know how badly you tortured me last time? This is what you owe me."
"I don't want to be in the bathroom with you." Shi Qing wanted to get down.
After putting her down, Liang Yuheng locked the bathroom door and walked closer step by step: "I already said, it's no use going back on your word now."
The showerhead soaked her hair and clothes, and Shi Qing's lips were captured by the person in front of her.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, their clothes were stretched and deformed, and they fell to the ground at some point.
Liang Yuheng's kisses followed the flow of water, exploring inch by inch.
Shi Qing couldn't stand steadily and could only lean against the bathroom wall.
The intense heat of his breath traveled like an electric current, sweeping across every part of his body.
"No, not there." Shi Qing, who had been tilting her head back, was startled and lowered her head to push him away.
Liang Yuheng didn't stop, and chuckled, "Good boy, this way you won't feel so uncomfortable later."
Shi Qing felt like she was going to die of discomfort.
"No...no!"
Before long, a tingling sensation spread throughout my body.
Fortunately, the shower was on, which made her embarrassed voice less abrupt.
Shi Qing couldn't stand on the wall and could only cling tightly to his shoulders to avoid slipping down.
Liang Yuheng held her shoulders, his back to him.
Then, Shi Qing heard the sound of the plastic bag being torn open.
Liang Yuheng was incredibly gentle and patient, always taking care of her feelings until she got used to it.
Shi Qing braced her hands against the smooth wall, her knuckles turning white.
Their breaths and body temperatures gradually blended, and the sound of water in the bathroom became lingering and eventually drowned out other sounds.
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