She was like a cloud, but also like a mountain spirit that ensnared the soul, compelling him to involuntarily stop in his tracks, his gaze transfixed.
In a daze, he only felt a soft jade-like, fragrant body gently lean over and tenderly push him down. He lay dumbly on the bedsheet as if all his spirit had been drawn out, watching her enticingly lower her head and press her lips against his.
Not until an overwhelming sensation enveloped him did he let out a soft sigh and embraced her tightly. Following that, his body flipped over, and with the demeanor of a master commanding the universe, he took her to soar into the clouds!
In the maelstrom of madness where Yu Zexiao completely lost consciousness, there was only one thought—
Damn, he absolutely couldn’t let her wear that outfit again! Otherwise, she’d nearly drain all his energy!
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Early morning, five o’clock.
This time, it was Yu Zexiao who woke up first. Although often unreliable, he had planned to film in the morning, so he was sure to get out of bed earlier.
Turning his head, he looked at Jian Anning, who was nestled tightly in his arms. After a night of frenzy, she now slept peacefully, her usually serene face aglow with a golden luster under the warm morning light. Her long eyelashes were closed tight, and her lips, slightly swollen from his repeated kissing, were curved into a slight smile, evidently in the midst of a beautiful dream.
It was truly unexpected. She was neither stunningly beautiful nor extremely seductive. She could even be somewhat sluggish and dull. But it was precisely because of this that she appeared irresistibly enchanting last night! Even for someone with infinite energy like Yu Zexiao, he hadn’t anticipated that with her gentleness, like flowing water, she would wear him down—shattering his reason again and again as if to take flight on the wind!
With this thought, he leaned over and kissed her lips lightly. Anning, still deep in her slumber, seemed unhappy to be disturbed, and frowned slightly. Seeing her such defenseless and doltish expression, Zexiao smiled softly. He didn’t disturb her further, but slowly got up.
The hospital would begin rounds at six o’clock. Before then, he’d let her sleep a little longer.
As he got up, the young master who normally shied away from any work, surprisingly, bent down to pick up their scattered clothes. Especially—seeing the many little ’umbrellas’ they had used and discarded across the floor, he couldn’t help but feel that the previous night had been a bit too wild.
In fact, it wasn’t just him. As a healthy, normal woman, how could Jian Anning not have the natural desires of a man and a woman? However, usually surrounded by overly conservative thoughts, she wouldn’t indulge herself if she wasn’t moved. But once she confirmed her relationship with Yu Zexiao, she would put in all her effort to make them both happy.
Even if—the end result was parting ways, she would never regret the choice she made today.
Although he had slept for only a few hours, perhaps because of the long-standing intense emotions that had been fully released, Yu Zexiao felt rather refreshed.
After freshening up and seeing that it was still early, he considered whether to go to the room next door and bring over a set of clothes.