Ling Wei's concern melted under Jiang Jian's intense gaze.
"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
Jiang Jian's response was a hungry kiss.
Deep and passionate.
Ling Wei's resistance crumbled.
His lips devoured hers.
Their bodies entwined.
Clothes scattered.
Jiang Jian's fingers traced Ling Wei's skin.
Sending shivers.
Their love reclaimed.
In every touch.
Every kiss.
The room echoed.
With whispers.
Moans.
Their passion.
Unrelenting.
As they surrendered.
To the love.
That bound them.
Together.
In that moment.
Nothing else mattered.
Only each other.
Ling Wei woke, gazing at Jiang Jian's peaceful face.
"Why so pretty," she whispered, playing with his eyelashes.
"I pray our kids get your eyelashes."
A chuckle reached her ears.
"Silly, are you already planning our family in your head?"
Ling Wei's cheeks flushed.
She tried to escape, but Jiang Jian's arms enveloped her.
He pulled her back.
Their eyes locked.
Ling Wei attempted to walk, but her legs buckled.
A hiss escaped her lips.
Jiang Jian's face filled with guilt.
"I'm sorry, Wei. I didn't mean to hurt you."
Ling Wei smiled, her eyes forming crescent shapes.
"It's fine."
With his help, she stood.
He guided her to the toilet.
"Your stamina needs to get stronger, Wei!" he called out.
Ling Wei cursed under her breath.
Glared at him.
Jiang Jian's smirk infuriated her.
"Pervert!" she mouthed.
Jiang Jian chuckled.
Their morning banter began.
As they readied for the day.
Their love shone brighter.
In every glance.
Every touch.
Their bond strengthened.
Unbreakable.