The more aggressive he was with her, the more forceful her fingers became. Tied up with pleasing her, He Jichen felt the pain radiating from his shoulders.
The pain made him fiercely crease his brows, but his fingers didn't stop. His lips stuck to her skin, he lifted his eyelids and looked up.
The top half of her body was filled with marks he left on her. She opened her mouth slightly and her breathing grew hurried and unsteady. With her eyes shut, her face flushed a faint red and her hands trembled on his shoulders...
Image after image of the two of them together flashed in He Jichen's mind, causing his brows to tightly furrow again.
He Jichen stayed crouched in front of her for a whole minute in a quiet daze until Ji Yi let out a low, dissatisfied grunt when she noticed he stopped. He Jichen's eyelids gently flickered up then his mind slowly thought back to the picture of them together and what it meant.
