*
Inside the house.
Ling Huanwu was breathless from the kisses and was completely enveloped in Zhou Jiuzhen's arms.
His 23-year-old body was hot and strong, with beautifully defined arm muscles.
Ling Huanwu deliberately nuzzled against his neck, her fingertips tracing the hollow of his collarbone: "Commander Zhou, were you this easily blushing when you were eighteen?"
As soon as she finished speaking, he instinctively tightened his grip on her waist, so strong that she almost couldn't breathe.
He seemed to have been suddenly switched on; the naivety in his eyes was replaced by a surge of possessiveness. His breath was on her ear, hoarse and urgent: "Don't move..."
The next second, he seemed to panic first.
Perhaps it was a battle between his adult instincts and his eighteen-year-old soul; the moment his hand touched the hem of her pajamas, he abruptly pulled it back, as if he'd been burned, his ear tips turning bright red: "I'm so sorry! My hand just wouldn't obey me!"
Ling Huanwu was amused by his remark once again.
Last time in the space, she was the one who took the initiative.
Now that he has the opportunity to take the initiative, he doesn't know how.
This is much more interesting than Zhou Jiuzhen at twenty-three.
Ling Huanwu took the initiative to lean in and lift up his clothes.
He stiffened, but his body betrayed him; his long legs had somehow already wrapped around her tightly, and the scalding heat seeped through the thin fabric.
Zhou Jiuzhen seemed confused by his own reaction, frowning as he looked down at her, then looked up at her again, looking helpless: "This leg... it moved by itself."
Ling Huanwu laughed until tears almost came out. She reached out to unbutton his pajamas, but as soon as her fingertips touched the first button, he pressed her hand down.
A hint of adult darkness flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still hoarse with a youthful quality: "We're not married yet... is that okay?"
As a result, actions are much faster than thought.
By the time Ling Huanwu realized what was happening, he had already pinned her down in the soft bedding. He was on top of her, sweat dripping down his chin and onto her collarbone, making her heart tremble with heat.
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