After the heat inside Xu Xiangyang eventually vented out completely, his feverish head finally began to function normally, and he calmed down.
He lay on top of his girlfriend, panting heavily for a while, then suddenly fell into an unprecedented state of panic—
What am I doing?
What was I thinking just now? How could I suddenly do such a thing to someone? The moves were too rough; I surely scared her...
How would Xing Jie react?
The girl beneath him lay quiet and still without moving, the only sound was her slightly rapid breathing. He didn't even dare to lower his head to look at her face.
After a good while, Xu Xiangyang heard his girlfriend ask softly:
"Are you done?"
"...Yeah."
Xu Xiangyang nodded blankly.
Lin Xingjie stretched out her hands and weakly pushed against his chest. Xu Xiangyang came to his senses and hurriedly got up.
