Gu Qingxin's hand unconsciously clenched the bedsheet beneath her, a warm rush swiftly surged from her lower abdomen.
Her hips restlessly rubbed against the soft sheet, trying to escape him, but there was no getting away. The scorching breath made her incredibly numb...
Finally, a torrent of heat burst forth...
Beiming Han chuckled softly with satisfaction, got up, and looked at the girl's blushing face, then lowered his head to kiss her lips...
...
The next day, Gu Qingxin's whole body ached. When she lifted her head, she was met with the man's scorching gaze. It was unclear when Beiming Han had woken up, but he just kept staring at her like that.
Gu Qingxin couldn't help but let out a soft hum, it was really because it hurt too much; this man was like a madman last night, wanting her.
Recalling the couple's entanglement last night and those shameful positions, Gu Qingxin's body slowly retreated downward, wanting to disappear completely into the quilt.
