Anticipation and longing were simmering within Jiang Ying Yue. It had been such a long time. Their separation had only amplified her longing for Long Hui. Yet, she also felt a mix of nervousness and awkwardness.
Long Hui was brimming with impatience. The absence of his Ying Yue was unbearable. Caught up in her thoughts on their way to her room, she was suddenly swept off her feet as he carried her with ease, as if she were weightless. He did feel a slight strain; she had become a touch more rounded since he last held her. To him, it mattered not. In his eyes, she remained the epitome of beauty and allure.
"Where to?" his voice husky with desire.
With a timid point of her finger, she led the way. Once in the bedroom, as the door shut behind them, he set her back on her own feet. She promptly turned down the lights, a shyness overcoming her under his intense gaze.
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