Chapter 54 Qu He, May I kiss you?
Qu He froze. "No, nothing... I was just looking at the news."
The familiar scent of jasmine shower gel lingered in my nostrils; it was the same brand she was wearing.
Zhuang Bieyan moved slightly, his elbow brushing against her arm, and for a moment it felt like an electric current ran through his body.
Qu He swallowed hard, not daring to move or utter a sound.
At this moment, Zhuang Bieyan suddenly sat up straight and turned slightly towards her.
"What are you doing?" Her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.
Zhuang Bieyan's hand froze in mid-air. Looking at her nervous expression, a smile flashed in his eyes. "You're tidying up the blankets. It seems you didn't make them smooth earlier."
"Oh, I...I'll help you."
Qu He had only extended her hand halfway when he grabbed it.
"Why did you take off the ring?" His gaze fell on her ring finger, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Don't you like it?"
Qu He looked at her empty left ring finger and quickly explained, "No, it's because the ring is too... too big. I'm afraid I'll lose it, and it's also not very convenient for me to play with clay."
Zhuang Bieyan hadn't thought of that reason and just said "Oh".
“It was my oversight. I’ll pick out a suitable one for you tomorrow and put it on you again.” As he spoke, he slowly leaned closer, looking down at her with a dark gaze.
Qu He stared into his amber eyes, blinked, and said, "Okay."
Hearing the answer he wanted, Zhuang Bieyan smiled slightly.
His hands were now resting on either side of her shoulders, casting shadows that completely enveloped her, creating a small, intimate space along with the jasmine scent emanating from both of them.
Qu He subconsciously shrank back, and the enchanting temperature in the air gradually rose, with no one speaking.
She wanted to break the atmosphere, but after holding it in for a while, she finally said, "Zhuang Bieyan, I don't sleep very well, I roll around a lot, please, please don't mind."
"Will it roll into my arms?" he asked.
"I...I don't know." Qu He was stumped by the question. "If you mind, I can sleep in the study."
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled and leaned closer. "It's not a problem. I'll catch you, Madam. I promise I won't let you fall."
Qu He turned her head, her forehead brushing against the tip of his nose. "Well then, goodnight."
She slowly lowered her body, and just before she lay down, she felt a soft object press against her forehead.
"Good night." His voice sounded above my head.
Qu He froze, looking up at him with a surprised expression.
Zhuang Bieyan had already straightened up, looking completely natural, as if nothing had happened, which made her seem like she was making a fuss over nothing.
He looked at her, his eyes sincere and innocent. "What's wrong? I heard that couples should kiss each other goodnight before bed."
"ah?"
"I'm sorry, this is my first time doing this, I have no experience, is something... not quite right?"
Qu He looked at him with an expression that said, "I'm sorry, I have no experience, I'm too naive, I don't understand," and sighed silently.
Oh well, it's his first time dating.
"It doesn't matter."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Zhuang Bieyan lean down again, this time even closer.
His voice was deep and somber. "Can you accept that?"
Qu He stared intently at him, looking up at her reflection in his eyes. She pursed her lips and whispered, "Okay."
Zhuang Bieyan's eyes lit up.
Qu He added, "But...but next time you can tell me in advance, so I...can be prepared."
Zhuang Bieyan narrowed his eyes slightly, a triumphant smile flashing across his face, and nodded lightly.
She had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the night would be over, when she heard his amused voice in her ear:
"Qu He, may I kiss you now?"
Qu He had lived for twenty-seven years and had never seen such a straight shot.
But Zhuang Bieyan looked at her with a serious expression.
He did indeed ask for her opinion, just as she had said.
But... that was just a symbolic answer, a polite formality... never mind...
Qu He was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
His hand somehow reached out and wrapped around her waist.
Qu He's back trembled slightly, and she subconsciously moved to the side, but he pulled her back even tighter.
"Is that alright, Mrs. Zhuang?"
His voice was tinged with desire, and the grip around his waist tightened. His breath swept across his neck, carrying the familiar scent of jasmine shower gel.
Qu He nodded gently in response to his hot breath.
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled softly, then instantly tightened his arms and pulled her into his embrace.
"Clatter".
The lights went out.
Zhuang Bieyan's aura enveloped her, gradually permeating her breath and completely enveloping her.
His lips warmed, and he cautiously pecked at her, his kiss awkward and he almost bumped her teeth.
"I'm sorry." He apologized apologetically, but his hand slowly slipped inside his shirt. "Can I try again?"
Qu He nodded silently.
Then his lips covered her soft lips. This time, he was as skilled as if he were a different person. She tilted her head slightly, and his kiss suddenly deepened.
Qu He thought groggily, "This isn't about lack of experience..."
His kisses gradually moved down to her neck. Qu He bit her lip, and a tingling sensation spread from her spine to her limbs.
Last time, she was in a state of confusion due to the drugs, but this time she was fully conscious and could truly feel his warmth and presence.
Qu He's breathing became slightly erratic and gradually rapid. She could almost hear her own heart pounding, feeling as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
Desire surged within her, her eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes.
But almost in the instant of his descent into despair, Zhuang Bieyan suddenly stopped.
He remained in the same position, silent and not saying a word.
Qu He was a little stunned. She opened her eyes, not understanding his behavior at this moment.
Suddenly, Zhuang Bieyan rolled over and pulled her closer by his long arm around her neck.
Her back pressed against his burning chest, and Qu He softly called his name.
"A farewell banquet?"
He remained silent and did not respond, but instead shifted his arm to wrap her completely in his embrace.
Qu He tried to turn around, but he held her firmly in his arms.
"Go to sleep."
Zhuang Bieyan rested his chin on her shoulder, buried his face in his hair, took a deep breath, and restrained all his desires.
Qu He could feel the heat emanating from his back, as well as his restrained and suppressed aura and his tense chest.
“Zhuang Bieyan, actually, it’s possible,” she said softly.
He paused for a moment, then sighed helplessly, his voice hoarse and filled with regret and resignation, "I'm sorry, I forgot to buy it."
Qu He: "..."
She immediately realized what was happening, and her face instantly burned.
Zhuang Bieyan pressed her down from behind, wanting to back away but unwilling to let go, so he could only turn his head to kiss her ear, lightly pecking kisses occasionally landing on her neck and ear.
Qu He could sense that he was trying to calm his burning body in this way, but the proud silhouette behind him was incredibly real.
His breathing not only failed to return to normal, but became increasingly heavy, and his chest heaved more noticeably.
"I'm sorry," Zhuang Bieyan uttered from the bottom of his throat.
He lifted the covers and was about to get out of bed when he felt his hand being pulled.
Qu He turned around at some point. In the darkness, she tilted her head slightly, curled her fingers, then relaxed them, and hooked her fingers around his again.
Zhuang Bieyan's breath caught in his throat.
He grabbed her hand in return and kneaded it forcefully until Qu He cried out in pain, at which point he released his grip.
Can't.
He let out a heavy breath, restrained himself, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead. "You go to sleep first, I'll be there in a bit."
Quhe's eyes have fully adapted to the darkness.
She could see the endless undercurrents surging in Zhuang Bieyan's amber eyes.
“I can…” she whispered, climbing onto his arm, “to help you…”
Zhuang Bieyan completely lost his composure, pulling her into his arms in a frenzy, his muffled groans crushed between his teeth.
The air gradually became humid and hot, and the scent of cedarwood spread and diffused, completely suppressing the fragrance of jasmine.
In the back and forth, it became impossible to tell who was leading whom down the path of depravity.
It just felt like even breathing was tangled into threads in the darkness.
By the end, Qu He was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open.
Zhuang Bieyan emerged from the bathroom, still damp from the water. Upon seeing the person lying face down on the pillow, eyes barely open, her heart felt a surge of tenderness and bitterness.
He lifted the covers and lay down, gently tucking Qu He's hair behind her ear.
Qu He tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be fighting to stay open. Finally, she gave up. "Zhuang Bieyan, I'm so sleepy... I... can't help you anymore. You'll have to figure it out yourself..."
The last few words were almost inaudible.
Zhuang Bieyan reached out and tucked the blanket around her, then pulled her reddened hand and gently kissed it, his eyes filled with undisguised satisfaction and tenderness.
He took a hand cream from the side, squeezed it out, and gently massaged it into her palm. After doing all this, he took her hand, intertwined their fingers, and finally pressed it against his heart.
The darkness seemed to stretch endlessly, yet his heart was filled with love.
Zhuang Bieyan pulled her hand and placed it on his waist. "Goodnight, wife."
Qu He mumbled an "Mmm" in her sleep and subconsciously snuggled closer to him.
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled softly and hugged her even tighter.
The night was long, but his heart was filled to the brim.
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