Yu Xia was someone who would rather yield to soft words than harsh ones. Hearing his pleading tone, she kissed his Adam's apple affectionately.
Xie Qingci let out a breathy sound that gave people goosebumps.
Then, he bent down and kissed her gently yet passionately. The two lingered at the doorway, unable to part, and Yu Xia's neck was almost bent backward.
"Stop, don't... Xie Qingci, that's enough."
"Not enough." He exerted his strength and lifted her up directly, continued kissing, and kept this posture as he walked into the room. He kicked to the side and the luggage bag slid to the center of the living room, giving them space.
Yu Xia felt like she was suffocating with ringing ears, cheeks hot with tears pooling, all while having to stay alert against him doing anything excessive.
Luckily, Xie Qingci was decent enough, didn't have any other intentions for now, just focused on kissing her.
