He Jingyao's burning palm still lingered on her waist.
Recalling how she had arched her back to meet him when they were caught up in passion, he felt his mouth go dry and his body tighten in response.
Yet it wasn't right, the little woman probably couldn't take anymore.
He laughed helplessly and tenderly kissed her cheek.
She hummed twice, burying her head into the pillow as if afraid he would continue his advances.
He Jingyao captured her soft hand and lightly pecked it at the lips, calling softly, "Zhixi."
She seemed to try lifting her eyelids, but alas, she failed to open her eyes.
"If you don't open your eyes now, I'm going to leave," he whispered into her ear.
Su Zixi didn't know if she heard him or not, continuing to hum without the strength to open her eyes.
He Jingyao chuckled, pulled the blanket over her, made sure she was well covered, and tucked her hands under the covers to keep them from getting cold.
