Su Yue had never expected it.
The way Chen Ziming kissed her.
This sensation was familiar to her.
It was the kind of kiss he gave when he had long suppressed something and wanted to vent it.
“Do you want to go to the bedroom?”
When he finally stopped, leaning down and resting his chin on her shoulder, catching his breath, Su Yue turned her face and asked softly.
“No,” he replied in a hoarse voice.
Su Yue frowned. “When are you going to stop resisting? I swear, I’ll persist in coaxing you.”
As she spoke, she deliberately raised four fingers and held them up in front of him.
Chen Ziming glanced at her, then buried his face in her neck.
He said in a muffled voice, “I don’t believe you.”
Su Yue: …
“Then…” Just as she was about to say, “Then try it,” he pulled himself away from her.
“We kissed, now be good.” His face had returned to its calm and indifferent expression.
It was fine to be good, Su Yue thought.
Because tonight.
She was determined.
To have him.
…
After dinner, Su Yue sat at the dining table again, as before, resting her chin on her hand, watching his retreating back as he washed the dishes.
Broad shoulders, a narrow waist.
Even in ordinary loungewear, his sexiness was undeniable.
It made one’s heart flutter…
She quietly got up and went to the bedroom.
When she reappeared, she was only wearing a large t-shirt, her fair, slender legs exposed.
Just as the man finished washing the dishes and was drying his hands with a towel hanging on the wall.
She wrapped her arms around him from behind.
Pressing her body and face against his reassuring back.
She felt his body stiffen for a moment.
“Let go,” a low voice sounded.
“No,” she said coquettishly, refusing.
Su Yue heard him let out a deep sigh, then soften his voice:
“We can’t do anything here, be good.”
Su Yue was a little surprised. She finally let go of him and, as he turned around, rushed into his arms again.
“I want a hug,” she said, reaching out her arms and embracing his shoulders.
She jumped slightly, her legs hooking around his waist.
She was a little unsteady, but he habitually caught her.
When his hands touched her hips, the man’s eyes narrowed. “What is this?”
He was referring to the round, furry ball that felt soft to the touch.
“Go take a look yourself, and you’ll know?” The girl in his arms said with a charming smile, holding him tighter, her small head nestled in his neck, whispering.
Even though she had been seducing him for so long.
At this moment.
She still felt a little shy…
The air fell silent for a moment, only his slightly rapid breathing could be heard.
He was clearly still battling with his reason.
Su Yue decided not to give him time to fight.
She raised her head, held him, and kissed him deeply.
At first, he was still resisting.
But soon, he responded.
Finally, moments later, reason was consumed by all desire, and Chen Ziming, holding her, went to the bedroom.
…
The deep and tranquil night.
The bed was filled with an amorous scene.
The girl, exhausted and limp, lay on the man, listening to his heartbeat, her eyes slightly closed, drowsy.
“So tired?” a husky voice filled with satisfaction sounded from above her.
How dare he ask.
He had been so aloof when refusing.
But when he went mad, it was one bout after another.
Su Yue responded with a lazy hum, not wanting to speak.
“Will you dare to wear those clothes again in the future?” Chen Ziming chuckled softly, a hint of mockery in his tone.
“I will,” Su Yue weakly protested, “Wear them every day… I don’t believe you won’t have a day when you’re completely exhausted…”
There was no reply.
Only his warm hand gently stroked her back.
Just as Su Yue was about to fall asleep.
His deep, serious voice sounded again.
“You succeeded again.”
“This time… you can’t leave me like you did before.”
“Don’t leave me.”