But what he seed to want was more than that; his calloused fingers gently caressed her body.
Quickly, they slipped under the hem of her shirt, rubbing against her smooth, soft skin.
The pressure, not too light nor too heavy, was enough to make Shi Nuan feel weak.
Her body was caught between him and the door, her voice sounding not like her own as she called him, "Second Uncle..."
Song Yansheng responded with a soft "Mm," pecking at her lips, his forehead resting against hers as he whispered, "Nuannuan, do you love ?"
Shi Nuan, lost in the kiss, softly murmured "Mm."
Yet it was unclear whether this response was a dreamy murmur or an actual answer, provoked by his teasing.
But Song Yansheng, satisfied, touched her face, their noses brushing, his breath quickening.
He said, "I do too... Nuannuan, I love you too!"
Shi Nuan remained stunned, not yet processing Song Yansheng’s words, before her lips were seized again, assertively.
This ti, he kissed with real intent, guiding her body backward as he did.
By the ti Shi Nuan realized, she was already lifted and laid down on the soft, plush bed.
The daylight outside was bright; it was afternoon, the window open, curtains fluttering with the breeze, leaves rustling in the wind outside.
All was quiet, except for the two people on the bed who couldn’t calm down.
Shi Nuan’s face was flushed, her eyes glistening, looking beautiful—sothing Song Yansheng greatly adored.
He reached under her clothes, and Shi Nuan tensed up, trying to resist, only for him to teasingly nip her nose.
Naturally, he didn’t bite hard; he rely didn’t allow her shyness.
They were husband and wife, the closest people in the world; she needn’t be shy before him.
Eventually, she beca aware of the warmth of his palms, clenching her teeth tightly, daring not to make a sound.
Yet her breaths, stirred by him, grew heavier and heavier.
Soon, in a hazy daze, the clothes were gone, and their bodies entwined.
Bodies were afla, souls were on fire, Song Yansheng gazed into Nuannuan’s eyes, his voice hoarse as he kissed her lips.
He said, "Nuannuan, no one can take you away from , no one!"
Shi Nuan’s mind was a blur, unable to respond to any of Song Yansheng’s questions.
Until everything was over.
At that mont, Shi Nuan gazed at the ceiling, her mind utterly blank.
As her breathing steadied, her empty thoughts would gradually return.
It was then Shi Nuan rembered a question: Once again, Song Yansheng hadn’t taken any precautions...
Oh well, never mind!
Never mind, if there truly were to be a child between her and Song Yansheng, she would accept that.
Song Yansheng had given her so much, and what she could give him was actually very little.
Perhaps a child would lessen her guilt just a bit...
With that thought, she actually felt a tinge of anticipation, hoping that after this ti, there might really be a child in her belly.
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