She looked at him and said passionately, "Che, I love you!"
After saying those words, Leng Qinghan took off her bathrobe.
She climbed onto the bed, gently kissing his lips as if worshipping him.
She was the proud heiress of the Leng family, Leng Qinghan, and for the first time, she was humbling herself before a man in this way.
Though he was drunk, his body was stirring with excitement.
His scent fascinated her, her heart pounded in her chest...
It was her love for him, and her fear of losing him, that drove her to this.
"Che... I love you. I truly love you!"
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In the early morning, Leng Qinghan lay in Ling Xiche's arms, holding him tightly.
Women always have a special attachment to the man who takes their virginity.
Though she initiated it, she felt as if she'd closed the distance between her and Ling Xiche just a little more.
She held him, but sleep never arrived, her heart filled with apprehension.
