She could hardly move now, okay?
Ling Chuxia glared at Shi Che with all her might, then yanked the quilt over her head, covering herself completely, showing no desire to see Shi Che at all.
Unfortunately, in that moment, Ling Chuxia was soft and powerless, her brows and eyes brimming with emotion. The angry glare she aimed at Shi Che not only lacked any force of deterrence but was unintentionally seductive. Even though he had taken her harshly all night, now, caught by her glance, his throat tightened, and his body seemed to react once more.
He couldn't help but close his eyes and take a gentle breath, thinking to himself that Ling Chuxia truly was his fatal weakness. He was always composed and restrained, deep and reserved, with immense self-control. Yet all the traits he prided himself on turned to ash when it came to Ling Chuxia. He couldn't help but curve his lips in a reluctant smile.
But even in reluctance, there was a sense of willing contentment.
