His pupils darkened and Changqing laid on his chest unknowingly, her pink, delicate lips brushing past his collar bone.
His Adam's apple moved and he said in a low voice, "Come, drink some hot water."
Changqing's mind was a mess and she drank from his cup. After that, she even licked the corner of her mouth.
"Changqing… Changqing…"
The temperature in the room seemed to have risen to a maximum.
Song Chuyi supported himself with both arms by her side and seemed to feel the little box that he placed in his pocket.
He stopped for a moment and brought it out, recalling how he bought it last night in preparation for tonight's use. They had a tiff in the afternoon and he even thought it would be of no use anymore, but now, it was just right…
She always complained about the pain, so tonight, it shouldn't hurt.