[Warning: Mild snu snu in the beginning of the chapter. You have been warned.]
"Mine," he grunted, pounding her into the ground.
"Yes!" she yelled, her nails digging into her sweaty back.
With a grunt, he emptied himself deep into her. After coming down, he rolled them so that she was on top of his chest. She was so consumed with bliss and without a care in the world that she drifted to sleep under the golden warmth of the sun.
Mo Qingchen felt her go limp on him and waited until he was sure she won't wake up to put her on the floor. He picked her up and walked her over to the bed. After placing her down on the soft mattress, he sprinted to the bathroom to get a hot towel, a bowl of water, and some dry towels.
