Su Zixi held him tightly, inhaling deeply as if desperately trying to draw something from him.
He Jingyao slightly narrowed his expression and rubbed her hair, asking, "What’s the matter?"
"Nothing, I just want to be with you all the time," Su Zixi said with a muffled voice.
"Just being together is not enough," his voice lowered slightly, "We need to be one, never to part again, don’t you agree?"
Su Zixi was startled for a moment, then her cheeks grew hot as she stammered, "Wha... what do you mean by being one... "
Too wicked, too impure!
"I mean, as husband and wife," the man chuckled lowly. "Isn’t that what you were thinking?"
Su Zixi felt annoyed. This man is at it again!
Then, an idea struck her, and she said with a teasing smile, "That’s not what I was thinking! I was thinking..."
As she spoke, she tightened her embrace around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and whispered into his ear, "You inside me, us never parting..."
As her words fell, his body instantly tensed up!
He Jingyao exhaled deeply, his Adam’s apple bobbed a few times as he scooped her up sideways, laid her on the bed, then pinned her wrists and gazed down at her.
Darkness swirled in his eyes, and his thin lips curled into a smirk, "You said it, don’t beg for mercy later."
Su Zixi raised her chin proudly and said, "Jingyao, I am now the President’s daughter. With my youth and beauty, if I were unmarried, all the men in the country would be calling the President ’father-in-law’. Do you believe that?"
He Jingyao chuckled lowly, his long fingers deftly pulling at her robe, which then fell open.
His gaze was intense as he surveyed the sight before him, his voice growing hoarser, "Even if all the men in the country were at your disposal, you couldn’t find anyone better than me."
"The important part was the first part!" Su Zixi’s face turned a slight red.
"Oh, you are the daughter of the President," He Jingyao smiled knowingly, freeing one hand, "So?"
"So, from now on in bed... I...I will take the lead." Su Zixi’s breath became somewhat erratic from his teasing, "Whatever I say... you do."
"Oh?" He Jingyao’s gaze deepened.
Su Zixi gathered her strength and tried to move, only to find the man on top of her unmoving, leaving her considerably embarrassed, "Don’t resist!"
He Jingyao feigned realization, yet his eyes betrayed a hint of amusement, and he agreeably responded, "Alright."
Su Zixi exerted herself again and finally succeeded in flipping over, with He Jingyao lying back passively on the bed, allowing her to straddle him.
Seeing her triumphant expression, his voice grew huskier, "Su Zixi, you’d better let me in nicely."
Su Zixi’s face flushed at the memory of the last time she fumbled around and couldn’t find the right spot, murmuring softly, "I know now..."
With that, she leaned down, mirrored his actions, their fingers interlaced, and then tentatively licked his lips before meticulously kissing and tracing their shape.
He Jingyao’s breathing grew heavier, suddenly he captured her lips in his, deepening the kiss rapidly. His hands also broke free, caressing up her thighs and then upward.
Su Zixi’s body softened, her eyelashes violently quivering.