After a long while, the two of them finally broke apart, breathless, foreheads touching, their breaths intertwining, dark eyes filled with tiny reflections of each other.
Ling Chuxia's lips were vibrantly red, her breath slightly ragged, her little nose twitching adorably, inciting a burning gaze from Shi Che, who suddenly bent over and scooped her up in a sideways carry.
Suddenly lifted into the air, Ling Chuxia quickly flashed a look of surprise, her hands instinctively wrapping around Shi Che's neck to prevent herself from falling.
Shi Che, carrying Ling Chuxia, headed straight for the bedroom. Before long, Ling Chuxia felt herself placed on the soft, large bed, Shi Che's tall frame covering her down, his thin lips onto hers once more.
Ling Chuxia's cheeks couldn't help but flush with an intoxicating red, her hands lightly pressing against his chest, her eyes shyly hinting at her embarrassment, reminding somewhat awkwardly, "Shi Che, we just... this morning."
