C57 (1/2)
She stared at Song Qiting with wide eyes, but she was too close, to the point where she couldn't even see a single eyelash on his face.
She quietly felt Song Qiting's kiss, his kiss was extremely gentle and light as a feather. She seemed to have felt his caution, that kind of whole-hearted protection, and it made Tang Zhen think that he was imagining things.
For a moment, she had actually forgotten to push Song Qiting away. His kiss still continued, rolling between her lips. His broad palm gently caressed her back, afraid that it would hurt when it touched her wound.
It wasn't hard for her to think that Song Qiting was treating her as Yu Yifei again, because only when he was treating her as someone else, whether it was his nightmare or warm movements, all became extremely gentle. Tang Zhen's eyes had unknowingly turned red;
However, there was not even a hint of alcohol on his body, causing Tang Zhen's heart to feel as if it was being stabbed by a blade. She didn't understand how she could still feel such pain in her heart even though she clearly didn't love Song Qiting anymore.
”Song Qiting, who do you think I am?”
Tang Zhen fiercely swallowed down the bitterness in her throat. The grievance that was held in as though she was being torn apart was unbearable for her.
She looked at the ceiling with tears in her eyes. She tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes because of this last bit of stubbornness.
After hearing what she said, Song Qiting could not help but be startled, he slowly stood up and looked at her with his eyes. He felt his heart being grabbed, after knowing Tang Zhen for so many years, it was the first time he saw her so injured.
He stooped down and kissed her. Her eyes were full of tears.
Her tears were painful, just like the bitterness in Tang Zhen's heart. Tang Zhen. ”
Song Qiting's slightly hoarse voice suddenly spoke, as if he was replying to her question.
Tang Zhen laughed coldly. No matter if it was the truth or lies, she chose to believe it.
She slowly closed her eyes and climbed onto Song Qiting's neck with her free arm. She wanted to indulge herself tonight, even if she said that she had no backbone and that she did not know any shame.
He didn't care about their identities at all, and he didn't care if they were in love with each other or not. At this moment, they were just Song Qiting and Tang Zhen, two men and women who needed each other …
Tang Zhen's initiative was enough to make Song Qiting's blood boil, his mesmerized and detached eyes giving off an enchanting aura, his captivating red lips making Song Qiting unable to endure it any longer. He leaned over, his lips rubbed together, and two scorching hot auras spread back and forth between their noses.
Song Qiting's large hands continued to caress her body, and in an instant, a warmth that he had never felt before, suddenly appeared …
The air suddenly exploded with a thick and ambiguous aura, the embarrassing scene caused even the air to be forced to take a few steps back.
The room was beautiful and gentle …
The next day.
The sunlight was very good, it warm shone onto everyone and Tang Zhen was awoken by this great sun light. The glare of it caused her to be unable to open her eyes, she reached out her hand to cover the sunlight, and only when her eyes started to soften, did she slightly move her palm.
Her eyes swept across her arm as she looked at the clothes on her body in shock. Everything that happened last night was like a movie, spinning continuously in her mind. Tang Zhen subconsciously thought that he was dreaming, but the faint pain in his lower body reminded her that everything that had happened last night was real.
Without needing to guess, it was obvious that the clothes on her body were also worn by Song Qiting for her. Her originally somewhat pale face instantly flushed red like a red apple, and her face became abnormally hot, like lava from a volcano eruption.