Their bodies clung tightly to each other, sweat mingling and slowly sliding down the scorching skin to drip onto the cold ground, a frank testament to the passion that had just subsided.
Time stealthily elapsed as their panting gradually steadied.
With gentle movements, Chen Nan carefully turned Su Yue over, letting her rest securely in his embrace.
Su Yue's cheeks still glowed with an alluring blush, like peach blossoms in full bloom on the branches in spring, delicate and dripping with charm.
In her eyes, the haze of desire had not fully dissipated, but more than that was the satisfaction and happiness filled with love.
She quietly closed her eyes, her lips unknowingly curling into a sweet smile, completely immersed in this fleeting yet exceptionally warm tranquility, relishing the tenderness and contentment after the intensity of passion.
