In the deep and solemn night, the small boat no longer ripples the green waves, only leaving gentle rings of ripples, spreading from inside out under the moonlight.
Yin Tingxue was truly fed up with the tossing around, lying in Chen Yi's embrace, letting his breath touch her neck, her pretty face turning crimson.
And Chen Yi kept his eyes half-closed, enjoying her petite obedience.
As night fell, silence and vastness dominated, Yin Tingxue caught only the scent of dry sweat at the tip of her nose, her brows knitted tightly, clutching the bedding.
Her head tilted slightly, her chin grazed against Chen Yi's neck, prompting him to look down at her.
"Still not asleep?" Chen Yi teased.
Yin Tingxue did not answer, instead she asked back, "...Are you satisfied?"
Satisfied?
