Puzzled, Si Zhengting looked up. There were hints of affection in his gaze, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. Even his usual cold demeanor had toned down significantly, and his deep voice revealed a tinge of huskiness. "You want more?"
Zhuang Nainai had just managed to catch her breath before his question caused it to hasten again. Of course she knew what this question meant, but! Why did it make her look like her lust had not been satisfied?
Zhuang Nainai nudged Si Zhengting again. "You-you-you get out of my way!"
Si Zhengting got off her body and laid next to her relaxedly. He grabbed the glass of cold water on the nightstand and drank a mouthful.
There was an enchanting smell both in the room and on the blankets.
Zhuang Nainai's face turned red again as she pulled up the blankets instantly to fully cover herself.
