Shi Che pressed down on Ling Chuxia’s body, his kisses became prolonged, and his large hand slid into her clothing, caressing her smooth skin.
Ling Chuxia had also just had a bath, her body carried a faint scent of shower gel, the same as his. Their bodies intertwined, their scents mingling and lingering at the tip of their noses, as if merging into one person.
Shi Che placed his hands on Ling Chuxia’s face, slightly propping up his body. He lowered his head, his dark eyes falling on Ling Chuxia’s cheeks. She gently closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed red, her lips slightly parted, breathing slightly uneven, her petite nose gently moving.
She lay there quietly, her demeanor obedient and compliant, soft as water.
Gone was the past restraint, the past tension, and even more so, the silent oppressive resistance. Shi Che’s gaze grew softer. Slowly, he lowered his head again, his thin lips kissed Ling Chuxia’s lips, very gently and softly, then gradually deepened.
As the wind ceased and the clouds cleared, Ling Chuxia’s senses returned. The first thing she did was to prop up her body to take medicine—as she had been doing these days, today was no exception. She took a deep breath and then, propping herself up on her right elbow, she half sat up, stretched her left hand towards the bedside table, pulled open the drawer, and took out the box of birth control pills.
She took out a pill, just about to put it in her mouth, when another arm suddenly reached out from behind her, grabbed her arm, stopping her motion.
Ling Chuxia’s hand paused, and the man’s voice sounded—low and still hoarse with pleasure, "Stop taking them."
The three short words entered her ears, and Ling Chuxia’s eyes suddenly brightened; Shi Che told her to stop taking the pills? Could it be that he changed his mind? Wanted to have children?
A surge of excitement rapidly emerged at the bottom of her heart. However, before Ling Chuxia could start to feel excited, Shi Che spoke again.
"Taking pills long-term is bad for your health; I’ll use a condom from now on!"
Ling Chuxia’s mood at this moment was like water about to boil, abruptly extinguished by a whole basin of cold water. Her eyes drooped, feeling a dry bitterness in her throat. She forced a smile, maintaining a calm voice, shook her head, and replied, "It’s okay, this medicine is very mild and can be taken long-term."
As she spoke, Ling Chuxia directly threw the pill into her mouth, picked up a cup, drank some water, and swallowed it quickly, as if afraid Shi Che might say something else.
Shi Che watched Ling Chuxia’s actions, his brows lightly furrowed. Medicine is a poison, how mild could it be? Moreover, birth control pills must have some side effects on the body, right?
Shi Che thought for a moment, looked at Ling Chuxia, and parted his thin lips, "Let me see the medicine, let me read the instructions."
Just as Ling Chuxia was about to close the medicine box and put it back in the drawer, she heard Shi Che say such a thing, her hand involuntarily trembled, not gripping the medicine box securely, and it crashed onto the floor. Because the box wasn’t closed, the pills spilled all over the floor.
Ling Chuxia’s face turned pale, and with a thud, she got off the bed, and because she got up so hastily, her head even hit the solid wood post of the bedhead. She seemed to have no sensation at all, quickly kneeling on the ground, and began picking up the pills.
Shi Che hadn’t expected Ling Chuxia’s reaction to be so big, and moreover, the thud when she hit seemed quite loud—it must have hurt, yet she only cared about picking up the pills?