When everything ceased, Ling Chuxia gasped for air, her mind dazzled by a fleeting, brilliant blankness, unable to recover her senses.
Over the years, Shi Che's roughness and impatience in bed had almost made her forget that he also possessed myriad techniques that could make one's cheeks flush and heart race with bashful palpitations.
Reflecting on how uncontrollably she had moaned just moments ago, Chuxia's cheeks grew even redder, the blush spreading down her neck, too ashamed to even turn her head and look at Shi Che beside her.
Shi Che's breathing was slightly hurried at the moment; his mind emptied, engulfed in a dizzying sensation that made it hard for him to regain his bearings for a while, no longer that feeling of physical satisfaction followed by an emotional void, suffocating and empty.
But now, both body and mind were content, that tingling sensation spreading from his feet to the top of his head, his whole heart softened, as if it could be squeezed to release water.
