She could felt that his hand was moving towards her and Ning Qing slapped his hand away as though she were struck by lightning.
The man's body stiffened.
Ning Qing was still panting. Human senses were especially sensitive in the dark. Plus, she was still sitting on his thighs in such an ambiguous position.
A few seconds later, she felt that there was a hand supporting her and his palm was huge. It was effortless for him to support her. Their skin contact was like an electric current.
"Don't…" Ning Qing looked sideways and looked at him, her hand pushed her chest.
At that moment in time, there was only light shining in through the window but the room was dark. Her beautiful eyes and his black pupils were bright and clear. They were looking at each other quietly.
