146 Ning Yao Confesses

Ning Qing ducked her eyes, not wanting to look at him.

Both of them scratched hard. His delicate collar bones had a red scar that was bleeding slightly. She was distressed looking at it.

But on the other hand, if he were gentler, she would not have lost control.

Ning Qing took the toothbrush with one hand, and used her other hand to squeeze the toothpaste. She elegantly gargled a mouth of cold water, spat it out, and brushed her teeth slowly.

Lu Shaoming saw her movements. The counter reflected her delicate face, her soft lips were full of white bubbles, and some pieces of hair were stuck on the sides of her face. She was youthful and adorable.

Lu Shaoming's eyes darkened as he looked at her, swallowing his saliva.

Ning Qing washed her face, and Lu Shaoming carried her back to bed. Ning Qing quietly sat in his embrace. "Shaoming, will we be sleeping here tonight? 

"Yeah, do you still have legs to go somewhere else?"