"Don't bother."
Sheng Qian didn't expect that drinking too much would make her feel unwell.
With her holding him like that, Long Yunting was completely unable to move.
Sheng Qian's grab went straight to his heart.
Sheng Qian paused for a moment and said, "I'm really not drunk, I'm just a little dizzy."
"Can you still walk?"
Long Yunting's words revealed his current emotions.
Sheng Qian wasn't drunk to the point of being unconscious. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but when she looked up at the man in front of her, her heart skipped a beat.
Without much effort, he pulled Long Yunting back.
Long Yunting was startled and quickly moved to the side.
If I pounce on her, she'll be pinned underneath and will definitely get hurt.
Sheng Qian moved very nimbly. Just as Long Yunting lay down on the bed, she slid up like an eel and sat on him.
Long Yunting was bewildered by the sudden upside-down position.
"Qianqian, you..."
Sheng Qian pressed down, her dark hair brushing against his face, making him feel a little itchy.
The rich aroma of the wine mingled with the scent of alcohol emanating from him, creating an even more intoxicating atmosphere.
Long Yunting stared blankly at Sheng Qian sitting on his lap, completely unable to move.
Just as Sheng Qian was about to kiss her, she slid against him in the next second, her soft body pressed against his hard chest, her hands resting on his body, and she leaned into his arms.
Sheng Qian's actions made Long Yunting freeze again. After an unknown amount of time, Long Yunting finally mustered up the courage to raise his hand and wrap it around her slender waist.
"Qianqian, are you asleep?"
"I'll rest for a bit," Sheng Qian said, her mind not so muddled that she knew nothing.
She heard Long Yunting's heartbeat.
soon.
Like drumming, it comes in bursts.
Long Yunting didn't dare to move.
"Long Yunting".
"I am here."
Sheng Qian did not respond to him.
The room suddenly fell silent, and the sound of their heartbeats became increasingly clear.
The aroma of alcohol blended with the atmosphere, creating a subtle, ambiguous ambiguity.
"It's good to have met you."
She had never understood what it felt like to like someone before.
Apart from her family and friends, there was no one else in her life.
Long Yunting is not a friend, nor a relative, but a husband.
Her husband.
This identity is always a novelty for her, no matter when.
I never thought I would ever get married, but after coming here, before anything even started, I became husband and wife with him.
Perhaps, this is a destiny she cannot escape.
Thinking of this, Sheng Qian suddenly raised her head and met Long Yunting's somewhat stunned expression.
She smiled and then kissed his lips.
The warm touch made Long Yunting open his eyes slightly.
His joy overwhelmed him.
Just a shallow touch and then it's gone.
She rested her hands on his chest, looking at him with a smile.
Even a saint would find it hard to bear her smiling like that, let alone a hot-blooded young man like Long Yunting.
He suddenly tightened his grip on her slender waist, turned around, and used his other hand to support her as they changed positions.
Now, he goes up, and she goes down.
Sheng Qian hooked her arm around his neck and continued to look at him with a smile.
Sheng Qian saw the desire flowing in the dark depths of his eyes.
The next second, Long Yunting could no longer restrain himself and kissed Sheng Qian.
Sheng Qian had already planned it out when she started teasing him.
So I danced along with him.
Having received a response, Long Yunting's offensive became even more ferocious.
Sheng Qian felt numb and wanted to retreat, but was relentlessly pursued.
Even his breathing was rapid.
Perhaps it was the alcohol and the added ambiguity that made the two seem to be locked in a contest within this enchanting atmosphere.
In her past life, Sheng Qian's only desires were to become stronger and to kill her enemies.
So I've never thought about dating.
Or rather, given her life experiences, she has no time to care about her own romantic relationships.
"wait……"
...
The blinding sunlight streamed from the window onto the bedside. Sheng Qian opened her slightly sore eyes and raised her hand to shield them from the ray of sunlight that was shining right into them.
The curtains were drawn tight, blocking out the light.
Sheng Qian slowly turned around and looked at the tall figure standing by the window.
Long Yunting was dressed neatly in a light blue casual outfit, looking very masculine.
Masculine and handsome!
This is true masculine charm!
Long Yunting bent down and placed his hand on her head.
No fever.
Sheng Qian smiled lazily, "What time is it?"
"9:30," Long Yunting said, not daring to look at Sheng Qian's neck, because her skin was so fair that even a little pressure would leave a mark on it.
He was trying hard to restrain himself.
Seeing his handsome face tense, yet his eyes kept glancing at her, Sheng Qian found it amusing.
Suddenly, she reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, using the leverage to half-sit up, and kissed the corner of his lips: "Why is Captain Long more shy than me?"
A deep glint flashed in Long Yunting's eyes as he cupped her head and pressed her back as she tried to step back.
This kiss wasn't as passionate and urgent as the one last night.
It carries a deep tenderness.
Sheng Qian responded to him just like she had the night before.
Long Yunting stopped himself just before he was about to lose control. "Are you hungry?"
I'm hungry.
Sheng Qian stared at him, a smile playing on her lips.
Long Yunting gently brushed the stray strands of hair from her face behind her ear. "I just finished cooking. Why don't you eat first and then go back to sleep?"
"Okay, then pick me up, I feel uncomfortable all over."
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