"Oh, that's fine."
Wu Mengting wasn't disappointed because Chen Tianlong had stopped midway; after all, they would have plenty of opportunities to do such things in the future, so there was no need to rush.
Thus, she quickly put on her pajamas, got out of bed, sat on the nearby chair, and quietly watched Chen Tianlong.
At this moment, seeing Chen Tianlong so focused, there was a unique taste to it.
About ten minutes later, Chen Tianlong's forehead was covered with sweat. Wu Mengting tenderly wiped it off with a tissue. This action seemed casual, but it was a beautiful sight, an unforgettable moment in their relationship, and in the future when they might become strangers, it would be a memory that could awaken love from its slumber.
"Mengting, I can't take it anymore. You better get out of the way; I might break through," Chen Tianlong sensed the Powerful Qi in his body growing increasingly intense, realizing he was on the brink of a breakthrough, and hurriedly instructed.
