How long had it been since he last stepped into this bedroom that was once their newlywed room? Tang Hua quietly surveyed the room, thick curtains blocking sunlight, and asked himself in his mind. At six in the morning, he returned here. When Chen’s wife came to open the door, she first showed an unbelievable expression, then joy. After returning with his son during the Lunar New Year, he hadn’t stepped in here again until the end of December, let alone the bedroom. Three or four years ago, this bedroom had already become Su Su’s private space, and he no longer entered. So standing by the bedside looking at her sleeping now, he felt a sense of being in another world. Her black hair like clouds was scattered on the pillow and extended to the bed’s edge, with hair ends hanging below. Since her parents passed away, she had stopped cutting her hair, letting it grow long, now reaching her thighs, the beautiful black luster unchanged. He quietly pulled open a corner of the thick curtain, carefully avoiding casting sunlight on the person in bed, making the dark room slightly brighter. He then walked to the bedside, unable to stop looking at her. Not loving her anymore didn’t mean his heart wouldn’t flutter; otherwise, he wouldn’t have entered this room again, greedily looking at her flawless, jade-like face. For some reason, she suddenly awakened from deep sleep, her body’s senses detecting an uncomfortable restlessness, unlike her usual lazy awakening that took a while to fully wake up. Her long eyelashes moved, her clear black and white eyes looking bewildered at the ceiling, blinking and habitually scanning the room – something must be different that made her wake up unexpectedly. Not a natural awakening, it was almost like a startled awakening. “Ah!” The tall, slender male figure unexpectedly entered her searching gaze. She froze, half-opening her cherry lips, maintaining her initial awakening posture, lying charmingly in the pink-blue bedding, like a pure, startled angel. ”Morning,” before he was even aware of his actions, his hands were already supporting himself on either side of her pillow, lowering to kiss her lips, invitingly slightly parted. He thought he must have been without a woman for too long. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have forgotten how much she feared him touching her, directly wanting to satisfy his own desire. ”Mmm—” Her face felt hot, her body burning uncomfortably, she couldn’t help but softly pant, still shocked by his sudden appearance. When his lips moved away, she discovered her hands were lightly pressed against his chest, quickly withdrawing into the blanket, unable to suppress the redness of her face. His face was so close, close enough to feel his breath brushing her face, bringing another wave of restlessness. ”I’m coming to Taichung for business and will stay for two days. Do you mind?” he asked. Mind what? Was he asking if she was prepared? She didn’t think she had the right to decide. It had always been whatever he said… ”Has the place where you were cut last time healed?” He remembered the small wound on her left hand, pulled down the blanket, and pulled out her deeply hidden left hand to examine. She sat up, unexpectedly causing her nightgown’s front to slide down, creating a large opening, revealing one shoulder and half of her rising chest. ”Ah!” She screamed, quickly grabbing the front, so embarrassed she wanted to burrow into the bed. Tang Hua naturally didn’t miss this beautiful scene, and when he came to his senses, he realized he had been staring for a while. He had embraced her body many times before, but the passion of that time was far from the current stirring of his heart. Was he really without a woman for too long? Otherwise, why did he still feel a surging passion even though he knew this woman was as stiff as wood in his arms? He had tried kissing Jiang Zilan multiple times and had even passionately caressed to almost having sex, yet facing her, he felt like a naive, impulsive youth. Was this the real reason he rushed to Taichung overnight, nominally for business, but actually just wanting to see her? He still wanted her! ”I… I’m going… to brush my teeth and wash my face,” Xiao Susu said in a low voice, burning under his gaze, afraid he might do more… Would he take off her clothes? There was a bed, he might do that. ”Go wash up, I’ll wait for you to have breakfast,” he gently patted her shoulder and walked out. The fear in her eyes cooled all his fantasies.
You are a professional translator who is proficient in both Chinese and English. Your task is to translate the following Chinese text into English. Requirements:
