In the quiet bedroom, there was only the sound of each other's breathing and the increasingly loud beating of hearts...
A strange sensation took root deep within her, as if she had been struck by electricity, coursing through her blood to reach every limb and bone.
After a while, Lu Zhaozhao's small hand trembled slightly as it failed to grasp Song Sinian's lapel and fell.
He caught it in his embrace at just the right moment.
Looking at her flushed little face, Song Sinian gently kissed the corner of her eye before slowly letting her go.
He picked up a pillow from the bed and gently placed it behind her lower back before sitting down beside her again.
Though he very much wanted to continue what they had started, seeing her look so tender and delicate, Song Sinian could only restrain himself.
Moreover, she had just been through something distressing.