After a long while, Pei Huaian reluctantly let go of her, their lips and teeth clinging together, his tongue tracing the outline of her lips.
His fingertips caressed Shao He's flushed cheeks, his gaze deep and hazy, "There's still half a month, I can wait."
"Are you sure?" Shao He was startled.
"Mm." Pei Huaian nodded, speaking earnestly.
Shao He's heart was filled with warmth, and she was surprised that Pei Huaian could restrain himself at the critical moment.
"I'm going to take a cold shower." Pei Huaian left hurriedly, afraid that if he stayed, he would be consumed by fire.
Qingxia, who had been waiting outside the door, saw the departing figure enter the room, and upon seeing the properly dressed person, asked in astonishment, "Miss, did you and the Crown Prince..."
"Nothing happened between us," Shao He said, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Qingxia furrowed her brow and spoke in a low voice, "How could this be, could it be that the Crown Prince is incompetent?"
