But what he seemed 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 me?"
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.
