He suddenly became clear-headed, struggling between wanting more and remaining restrained. In conflict, he desperately kissed her, almost suffocating her. Sensing her discomfort, he gasped and relaxed, then blurted out, “Why won’t you marry me?”
Untying her clothes, he guided her downward: “We won’t be even, and I won’t let you be even with me.”
“Don’t!” Ruan Ning’s face burned as she tried to pull her hand back. “Don’t do this.”
Ji Mingshao gripped her hand firmly, pulling her closer. His hand trembled as he kept his eyes wide open, whispering, “Don’t you dare not want me.”
Ruan Ning felt a soft part of her heart open. In a daze, she leaned closer to him and said, “I won’t not want you.”
“Marry me,” Ji Mingshao urged.
“Okay, marry me,” Ruan Ning replied involuntarily.
He sighed in relief, pulling her down onto himself, satisfied.
They pressed tightly together until he could no longer control himself and tried to shy away, but this time she held him down, her breath sweet and tempting: “Dare you?”
Ji Mingshao’s heart stirred as he hugged Ruan Ning tightly, seeking a way out.
In the small room, familiar from countless sleepless nights spent gazing through the window, he wanted to take her to the bed. However, she pressed him down on the table, challenging him: “Dare you?”
Ji Mingshao remained silent, breathing heavily as passion surged between them, sweeping them into a heated frenzy and making them lose track of time.
She was the leader, but he was not weak; he responded to her every action and intention endlessly. Eventually, she let out a satisfied yet painful long breath, lying on his bare body, slick with sweat.
“Don’t stop,” Ji Mingshao’s voice was hoarse and seductive. He struggled to control himself, finding it almost impossible.
He heard her soft laugh, seemingly mocking his greediness, but she quickly responded to his request, taking him to another peak.
When the morning sunlight streamed in, Ruan Ning slowly opened her eyes. Ji Mingshao was looking at her with a clear, satisfied gaze.
Ruan Ning tossed a pillow at him, coyly saying, “Get dressed!”
“Let me look a while longer,” he replied, moving closer to gently kiss her red lips.
“Get up!” she said, pushing him away. “Be careful not to be seen.”
