Gu Feimo glanced down and turned to leave the balcony.
Ye Shushu wondered if he was displeased, but hadn’t he initiated kissing her enough tis?
Although it always happened during that particular mont, he would still kiss her. So, is he feeling annoyed now?
The girl held her glass, pouted her lips, as the freshly washed Gu Feimo appeared before her.
He got a bit too close, and Ye Shushu unconsciously stepped back, not realizing that a bed was right behind her.
Her heel caught, and Ye Shushu let out a small cry, falling directly onto the bed.
If it weren’t for the glass of water in her hand, falling would have been no big deal; she’d just get back up.
But, with a full glass of water in her hand now, she was sure she’d soak the sheets.
With Gu Feimo present, Ye Shushu didn’t end up falling down.
A swift pull brought her crashing into the man’s embrace.
At so point, the glass in her hand had ended up in his hand.
Ye Shushu finally gathered her wits, only to find her head almost pressed against the man’s chest.
Her gaze fixated on his Adam’s apple as it moved up and down, and she pursed her lips, swallowing with a "gulp."
Realizing he was drinking the water, not her, Ye Shushu’s face flushed even redder.
Gu Feimo casually set the glass securely back on the table.
This ti, Ye Shushu actually fell down.
However, she wasn’t the only one who ended up down.
Despite having drunk water, it didn’t help at all.
Perhaps it was because the location was wrong, but this ti Ye Shushu felt a bit excited, not as painfully agonizing as before.
It seed the main reason was that it didn’t last long.
About twenty minutes, over half the ti it took before. Although Ye Shushu was still a bit overwheld in the end, it wasn’t too bad.
Their bodies hadn’t separated yet, and as the girl slowly regained her consciousness, her cheeks flushed crimson.
Realizing the man wasn’t asleep, she cleared her throat softly, giving him a gentle push.
Gu Feimo rolled off her with her slight push.
In the instant they separated, Ye Shushu found it hard to analyze her true feelings.
Yet she was grateful she could push him away; the unusual sensation made her think if they’d held that position a minute longer, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Want more?" Gu Feimo wrapped his arms around her, his lazy voice falling onto her head.
"No!" Ye Shushu jolted and imdiately denied it, "No need, it’s enough."
"Wasn’t it comfortable just now?" Gu Feimo asked in a deep voice.
It seed he was reluctant to accept a negative response.
Comfortable, maybe a bit, but with him directly bringing up this question, Ye Shushu’s mind grew even more confused.
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