The bedroom was almost dark with only the faint, warm glow from the night lamp in the corner of the bedroom. Lu Jinnian used his elbow to prop half his body up as Qiao Anhao laid flat below him. His eyes brightened and dimmed as he looked into her eyes, his breath unstable from the kiss.
His fiery gaze, or maybe the long absence of intimacy, caused Qiao Anhao to feel increasingly more anxious, her face flushed as though it was their first time.
Lu Jinnian stared at her, taking in her shy but mesmerizing expression. He seemed to have been influenced as well, anxiety spreading across him. Even though he had kissed her against the wall earlier on impulse, his senses had already returned. His body was clearly aroused, and now that it had started, he could no longer hold it in, but he still suppressed his inner desires to ask her out of respect, "Qiao Qiao, can I continue?"
