The hand venturing all over her body stopped moving.
A few seconds later, he asked a little seriously, "You still feel unwell?"
Actually, it didn't feel so bad anymore.
She felt unwell for just half a day.
She was much better now.
But Qiao Mianmian was afraid that he'd torment her in bed again and thus nodded sadly. "Mm, still unwell."
So, could he let her off?
She really didn't want to have trouble getting out of bed tomorrow.
Another silence.
Qiao Mianmian heard the man take a few deep breaths.
He seemed to be trying very hard to suppress something. When he exhaled, she could feel his warm breath all over her back.
The arm around her tightened, and then he said, "Alright, we won't do it again tonight. But, I don't wish to settle it on my own."
Qiao Mianmian opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, he suddenly grabbed her hand and took it there. "Baby, you help me."
There was no response.
