Tang Shu's soft waist was embraced by a powerful arm. Was he awake? Tang Shu's heart skipped a beat, her face blushing red. As a girl with her first experience of intimacy, she was shy, afraid to face him, even more afraid to look at him.
She stopped the deep, impassioned kiss. She shut her beautiful eyes like a child who'd done something wrong, her face buried in his neck. Her attempt to hide her embarrassment stirred Zhang Ziwen's heart. The adorable Tang Shu was a sight to behold. Gently, with his hand, he lifted her cute face, her beautiful eyes still closed, her eyelashes fluttering. Zhang Ziwen laughed. He loved seeing her in this shy state; it was utterly beguiling.
"....Sweetie, stop pretending, open your eyes and look at Brother Wen." Zhang Ziwen whispered in her ear, his warm breath tickling her. Tang Shu recoiled, her eyes opening instantly, only to be met with his gaze. Her delicate face flushed rose, her eyes shimmering with bashfulness.
