Chapter 70: Not Keeping Her Anymore
Only the sweat that beaded his forehead and his obviously heavy breathing betrayed his lack of the calmness he seemed to possess.
She was forced to sit on top of him, and this position made even her nerves uncomfortable.
Chi Huan tilted her head back, feeling like she was going insane.
Her fingers gripped his clothes even tighter, the knuckles turning white.
Through her blurred vision, Chi Huan could faintly see the man's jaw clenched to its limit and his dark eyes that could ignite fires. As if possessed, her resistance faded, and she tilted her face up to press her lips against his chin.
…
The next day, in the morning.
So hard, so hard, so hard.
Chi Huan's eyes were still closed as her face scrunched up in discomfort, never before having slept on such a hard bed.
As consciousness returned, her whole body ached.
She opened her eyes groggily, staring at what seemed to be a higher ceiling, and then felt something pressing on her waist.