After a thorough and entwining intimacy, Qiao Xu was once again exhausted.
It was as if he hadn't touched her in ages, even though it had only been a few days. He seemed like a starving wolf that wanted to swallow Qiao Xu whole.
The living room was a mess.
Qiao Xu lay on Lu Moqing, too tired, angry, and embarrassed to scold him.
Feeling a few kisses on her head, she raised her hand and pinched him hard, making him yelp in pain.
His hoarse and sexy groan ignited their previous passion and threatened to rekindle it again.
Feeling his "big brother" rise again beneath her, Qiao Xu's face darkened.
"Lu Moqing, try moving again."
His overly hoarse voice after their entanglement reminded Qiao Xu of their passionate intimacy and her embarrassment, causing her face to flush even more.
Lu Moqing held her hand on his body, suppressing his laughter and said,
"If you scare my brother like this, he'll get up again."
Qiao Xu: "…"
She wanted to kill this shameless beast.
"Shut up."