After a short rest, Ye Ningxue lifted her head from Ye Fei's embrace. Perhaps all the alcohol had been flushed out along with the copious fluids, because her gaze was now clear, tinged only with a hint of shyness.
Seeing her sober again, Ye Fei couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. Even though she had been the one to initiate things earlier, as a man, he naturally felt responsible for everything. She had struggled to accept his relationship with Ye Ningbing before—how would she react now that it involved her?
After a moment, Ye Fei noticed that Ye Ningxue didn't seem to blame him. Instead, she was just looking at him deeply. Gathering his courage, he asked, "Xue'er, did it feel good?"
"Oh, so now you're calling me Xue'er?" Ye Ningxue teased, her playful scolding making Ye Fei's heart race again.
"Heh…" Ye Fei chuckled awkwardly, but deep down, he knew that during their next intimate moment, he wouldn't be able to resist calling her that thrilling name again.
