After the passion subsided, only the intertwined breathing of the two lingered in the dim air of the room!
A ray of lingering sunlight outside the window cast a dappled shadow on the messy sheets through the sheer curtains!
Zhang Qingxue's body seemed drained of all strength, her fair skin tinged with a faint pink, and a few strands of black hair damp with sweat clung to her delicate collarbone!
She lay limp amidst the creased sheets, her chest rising and falling gently with her breath, like a stranded mermaid!
Chen Nan's muscular arm still wrapped around her slender waist, the contrast between his sun-kissed skin and her ivory body stark.
His palm rested on her slightly sweaty abdomen, feeling the subtle rise and fall with each breath, his fingertips unconsciously caressing the fine skin, sparking a slight tremor!
"Water..." Zhang Qingxue's voice was hoarse, barely audible.
