Contentment Written All Over Her Face

 "... Be careful. I'm carrying a child," Lu Liangwei reminded him in a trembling voice.

Long Yang's rationality had already crumbled the instant he touched her, but even so, he deliberately eased up on her for the sake of the child in her womb.

Seeing the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead, Lu Liangwei knew that he was restraining himself with all his might.

However, even at such a moment, he did not drop his weight on her and propped himself up on his arms instead.

When his passion finally reached its tipping point, he could not help lowering his head and capturing her lips.

…

Afterward, Lu Liangwei fell into a deep sleep, and she had no memory of what happened next.

However, she was vaguely aware that he was not completely satisfied.

Long Yang gazed at the sleeping girl, his long and thick lashes fluttering slightly as his slender fingers lingered on her dainty face.