Xiang Nanzhi had tried to provoke him before, but that was just a joke, and she knew he wouldn't dare.
But deep within Saigon, he was a being even more difficult to control than a wild beast.
Xiang Nanzhi struggled, feeling as if she were being forced by him, and every thrust was against her will.
But when it came to the final moment, there was no more struggle.
Let her give up. Shen Shixun is fine. She's just afraid of this kind of thing, but she doesn't reject being close to him...
"You know I'm pregnant, right?"
These words were like a wake-up call for him. He nodded mechanically, sweat dripping onto her body.
The man who wanted to be unrestrained didn't dare to be unrestrained at all; he only dared to take a small bite. He was so weak that he was sweating profusely, as if he had just taken a bath.
Even so, Xiang Nanzhi was also exhausted, and it seemed like a very, very long time had passed, especially a very long period of time...
She fell asleep nestled in Shen Shixun's arms. The man was still incredibly tense, sweat rolling down his tanned skin. He covered the woman with a blanket to keep her warm, but he himself was burning up.
He felt like there was a stove surrounding him, making him feel uncomfortable all over. He even felt hot inside the tent, and he was sweating just sitting there.
On the edge of the desert, where nothing grows, a fire has burned out, leaving only embers with the color of starlight. A man, shirtless, comes out of the tent, sits by the fire, and walks around the tent.
It was quiet all around, but not entirely quiet. The sounds of nature drifted in slowly, like the chirping of insects, or the roar of a hunter on a night hunt in the distance. This sound carried through the empty night, reaching this place without any obstruction.
Shen Shixun, unfazed, reached into the tent and touched Xiang Nanzhi's face.
She's really afraid of pain; he hasn't even used any force yet.
I pinched and kneaded it, and Xiang Nanzhi's little face grew bigger and bigger, soft and fluffy, like a dumpling.
Normally in the ancient city, Xiang Nanzhi would sleep until she naturally woke up before getting out of bed, but for some reason today, she slowly opened her eyes at five o'clock.
Shen Shixun was tormented by her. He tasted it, yet it felt like he hadn't tasted it at all. He couldn't enjoy himself to the fullest and was in a daze, not even knowing whether he was asleep or not.
Xiang Nanzhi sat up slightly. He was awake. His large hand touched the woman's soft, long hair, tracing through his fingertips.
Xiang Nan slapped him hard, yelling, "Don't touch me like that..."
"You are mine all over, I can touch you anywhere."
"Touch other places, don't touch your hair..."
What if I slept in the wild all night and got oily from my hair? I can't wash my hair here.
I have to meet his family today; my image is very important.
The man stood up and looked at her with interest.
He hadn't slept all night, but he was still full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue. However, one could tell that he was thinking something else: "Where can I touch, and where can I be considered another place?"
Xiang Nanzhi was speechless. His question made it seem as if her mind was full of unhealthy colors. "I didn't mean that... I just told you not to touch my head."
"When you said I should touch other places, you meant..."
Xiang Nanzhi blushed. She was thick-skinned, but she was thin-skinned in this respect.
"Shen Shixun, my leg hurts..."
Upon hearing this, the man immediately became serious, bent over, and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
"Here, here, both legs hurt so much."
The sky outside was a light blue, tinged with a hazy gray. As the sky gradually brightened, he also became more awake.
Thinking about the stupid thing I did last night, I feel like slapping myself.
Even after a short period of recuperation, Xiang Nanzhi was still blinded by lust.
"Where, here..."
"Um……"
Xiang Nanzhi suppressed her laughter and enjoyed the feeling of Shen Shixun serving her. The man's hands were large and could easily grasp her ankles, rubbing her slender legs.
"Tsk, be gentle, I'm going to die."
"How's your stomach? Does it feel uncomfortable?"
"Yes, my stomach hurts a little."
Xiang Nanzhi deliberately tried to scare him, and when she saw his face darken, she immediately tensed up.
"No, I was just kidding."
Seeing his overly nervous expression, Xiang Nan couldn't help but laugh out loud. She laughed so hard that she lay down and rolled around in the tent. "Shen Shixun, the way you were just now was so funny."
"Ha ha……"
Shen Shixun: ...
Was he tricked?
The man wasn't angry; he patiently held her leg and massaged it for her. "Does your thigh hurt more or your calf hurt more?"
He was so serious that she felt the man from last night was not the same person as the one now.
He was so careful last night, he was covered in sweat. Xiang Nanzhi was in a little pain, but after a good night's sleep, she felt fine.
But she really enjoyed the process of Shen Shixun massaging her legs. He was careful and had an unprecedented patience and tenderness. In this little world that belonged only to the two of them, they only had eyes for each other.
After a while, Xiang Nanzhi saw that his leg had been pulled back. "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Now do my hair."
"hair?"
"I really liked the little braids you gave me last time."
Xiang Nanzhi rummaged through his backpack again and again, "It's a pity, it seems there are no hair ties."
Rubber band?
Shen Shixun picked up the knife, his eyes fixed on Xiang Nanzhi's cloak, but he quickly withdrew the knife. "This must be very expensive."
"Not expensive."
She said it wasn't expensive, but it must be very expensive. The man didn't make a move. "Later, we'll go to the grasslands to find it."
"Do they have rubber bands on the grassland?"
"have."
She came out of the tent, and Shen Shixun lit a small fire with dry shrub branches. As the fire burned, the gray-blue world became lighter and lighter, turning into light blue, and then the blue faded, turning into a light gray.
The sky seemed to fade, gradually losing its deeper colors until even the light gray was almost gone. All around was silent, with an unknown sound coming from afar.
Xiang Nanzhi couldn't help but shiver. "Did you hear that? There's a sound. What is it?"
"A sound coming from afar."
"If the sound is coming from a very far place, why can we hear it?"
"Actually, you can hear it even in the ancient city."
Xiang Nanzhi laughed, her laughter trembling slightly in his arms, pinching the man's chin, "Nonsense, I've never heard of that."
"That's because the noise of the city drowns out these sounds. These are the sounds of nature, the sounds of many people, the sounds of all living things from all over the world."
As the man spoke, he glanced down at her. Xiang Nanzhi stopped laughing; her eyes were fixed on him. "You're uncultured, yet you speak with such poetic flair."
What do you mean?
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