Xu Jingxi's hand slipped into her bathrobe, massaging her buttocks while chuckling, "Is there even anything to consider?"
Just a single knead left her bones melting, her hands clinging onto Xu Jingxi's shoulders, "Wait for me to graduate, then I'll ask 'sir' if that's okay."
Xu Jingxi suddenly fell silent but still held her in his arms, breathing against her neck with a smile.
Was it because the time mentioned seemed a bit too long, with an undertone of commitment? Leh Ying also felt it was lengthy. Who knows what tomorrow brings, perhaps they would grow weary of each other and cease contact.
They weren't hot and heavy like lovebirds; what were they then? An unspoken understanding between adults.
All night, she nestled in Xu Jingxi's embrace, watching him light up a cigarette, his actions gentle and his exhalations slow.
