He kissed her over and over, constantly changing patterns tirelessly until he was the one feeling dizzy to the point of fainting. Only then did he kindly let her go, vacated the room, and stepped out.
Zhuang Shuqing walked out of the room. The living room lights were on, and there were faint sounds coming from the kitchen. She walked over, and under the light, a tall figure was busy in the kitchen.
They say a man who is focused on his work has the most charm, but she always felt that a man who could also decisively handle home life was truly top-notch. Oddly enough, she didn't know what kind of luck she had stumbled upon to meet such a man.
Yes, she had also slept with such a man.
Even if they parted ways in the future, she would have no regrets.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Shuqing's elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a strange feeling gradually rose in her heart.
"Awake?" The man's voice, deep as aged fine wine, came through, making Zhuang Shuqing guiltily retract her gaze.
