"The last time you slept over," he murmured, his voice dropping lower as he traced the curve of her waist. "You were next to me all night..." His hand traveled lower, brushing over her burning thighs, soft and supple beneath his touch.
Qian Ruixin's body froze as she felt his fingers move across her skin. "Xiao Wang..." she stammered, her voice trembling. "What are you talking about?"
Wang Xiao smirked, his breath hot against her ear. "I touched you that night, everywhere," he whispered, "It was thrilling... wondering if you were really asleep or just pretending. I've thought about it ever since..."
He paused, his fingers lingering on her thigh, tracing slow circles. "So... were you awake, Rui? Do you remember anything?" His voice was filled with curiosity, almost as if he was genuinely interested in her answer, though the dark undertone remained.