When everything ceased, Ling Chuxia gasped for air, her mind dazzled by a fleeting, brilliant blankness, unable to recover her senses.
Over the years, Shi Che’s roughness and impatience in bed had almost made her forget that he also possessed myriad techniques that could make one’s cheeks flush and heart race with bashful palpitations.
Reflecting on how uncontrollably she had moaned just moments ago, Chuxia’s cheeks grew even redder, the blush spreading down her neck, too ashamed to even turn her head and look at Shi Che beside her.
Shi Che’s breathing was slightly hurried at the moment; his mind emptied, engulfed in a dizzying sensation that made it hard for him to regain his bearings for a while, no longer that feeling of physical satisfaction followed by an emotional void, suffocating and empty.
But now, both body and mind were content, that tingling sensation spreading from his feet to the top of his head, his whole heart softened, as if it could be squeezed to release water.
He turned his head slightly to look at Ling Chuxia lying quietly beside him, her breath somewhat labored, yet she must be accustomed to calmness, for even her breathing sounded light, and the rise and fall of her chest was subtle.
He gazed at her peaceful profile, gentle and beautiful, with a fine sweat on her forehead, cheeks rosy, and her small lips unconsciously slightly parted. Illuminated by the faint light, they shone with an inviting sheen, tempting one to taste them involuntarily.
His dark pupils darkened suddenly; the desire that had just calmed reignited instantly, and he drew a deep breath, his gaze lowered naturally downwards.
They lay side by side, close enough that her hand was placed beside his, her delicate fingers resting there as gentle as she was, against a backdrop of the pure, dark-colored sheets making them seem even fairer.
Her fingers were slender, with well-proportioned knuckles.
Somehow, Shi Che’s fingers moved lightly, and his pinky slowly, hesitantly reached out towards Ling Chuxia’s pinky.
By the time Shi Che turned to look at Ling Chuxia, she had already sensed his gaze, which was never easy to ignore.
As soon as he looked at her, she tensed up involuntarily, even her breathing unconsciously slowed down. She had thought he would say something, but he just silently watched her, not uttering a word.
Ling Chuxia couldn’t help wondering if he was checking to see if she would take the "pill" on her own. He must still harbor some suspicion toward her, right? It seemed necessary for her to calmly get up and take the pill to completely dissolve his suspicions.
Ling Chuxia steadied herself and, once she regained some strength, she sat up, fighting against her languid body.
Just as Shi Che’s pinky was about to hook onto Ling Chuxia’s, her hand withdrew first. Shi Che felt her fingers graze the back of his hand as they retreated, and then watched her sit up, open the drawer, take out the "Contraceptive Pills," and put a pill into her mouth. She then picked up the water glass from the bedside table, drank a gulp of water, and swallowed the pill.
The entire movement was brisk and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
After taking the pill, Ling Chuxia slowly came back to her senses and looked at him with a somewhat stammering voice, "I took the pill..."
Shi Che watched her, his handsome face slightly stiff with emotion.