"Good morning," Lin Chuxuan replied, her cheeks still flustered from laughter. As both Lian Chen and Lin Chuxuan shared a moment of quiet happiness, the air between them seemed charged with an undeniable connection.
"Hey! Where are you eung… touching…" However, their playful banter gradually shifted into something more passionate. Lian Chen's finger trailed down from Lin Chuxuan's face to her neck, then to her chest, his touch eliciting a shiver of anticipation. Lin Chuxuan's breath hitched, and her gaze locked onto Lian Chen as the atmosphere between them grew more intense.
Without further words, their lips met in a fervent kiss, igniting the same fiery passion that had consumed them the previous night. The room was filled with a symphony of sighs, whispers, and the rustle of bed sheets as they surrendered to the desire that coursed through their veins.
