"You're holding back again? How much longer do you plan to restrain yourself?" At that moment, Su Yanyi's clothes were half-removed, her face flushed with color. Such intense intimate contact, it wasn't just Qin Jiran who had a reaction.
Qin Jiran smiled helplessly and held Su Yanyi in his arms, feeling her smooth skin, and his heart gave another fierce thump.
"Can we wait until we go back? The conditions here are too simple; I don't want to compromise your comfort." At this point, Qin Jiran would no longer ask Su Yanyi if she was willing or not, nor would he concern himself with the question of love anymore. Ever since they started sharing a bed, his resolve had been weakening. It was a concession both physically and emotionally, for he knew all the reasons he'd previously used to refuse no longer existed.
