Su Zhengxing said that it was his first time, but Lin Qiao felt that he was most likely lying. She didn’t believe that anyone could be so gentle, so skilled, so at ease on their first time.
Shouldn’t the first time be like hers—clumsy, nervous, and at a loss?
“Tell the truth, you’re lying…right?”
Lin Qiao’s face flushed, and she whimpered.
In the dimly lit bedroom after the blackout curtains were drawn, burning lips traced the delicate curves of the woman in his arms, his deep voice hoarse as he said, “Have you forgotten what I studied?”
A tantalizing itch stimulated every nerve in her body. Lin Qiao turned her head, her slender neck involuntarily arching back.
“Math…uh…major?” She gasped softly.
Their breathing quickened, mingling with the rustling of the sheets.
The man’s low voice whispered in her ear, “You think this is harder than math?”
Lin Qiao was terrible at math; it had always been her worst subject. If it weren’t for math, she wouldn’t have ended up only attending a second-rate university.
“I hate math.”
His muscular shoulder was bitten again by those sharp little teeth. Su Zhengxing gave a soft hum, a smile playing on his lips, and buried his face in the girl’s neck, nuzzling her.
…
Lin Qiao woke up around ten this morning, and by the time she ate breakfast, it was already two in the afternoon.
When Su Zhengxing came out of the bathroom after showering, Lin Qiao had already changed her clothes and was sitting at the dining table wolfing down her food.
Su Zhengxing’s dark gray cashmere loungewear was no longer wearable, but thankfully, the early autumn weather was pleasant, so he simply wore a bath towel.
Lin Qiao was drinking soy milk when she saw him like this and almost spat it out.
“Why aren’t you wearing any clothes?!”
Su Zhengxing felt wronged and shrugged, saying, “Where would I get clothes?”
Oh, right, she hadn’t brought him any.
Lin Qiao quickly put down her soy milk and rummaged through the closet. All her clothes were women’s, and many of them were dresses, which he couldn’t wear at all. After searching for a long time, she finally found a set of the same T-shirt and cargo shorts that she had bought when she was obsessed with a certain anime male protagonist.
Su Zhengxing hadn’t eaten breakfast in the morning and had done some physical labor, so he also sat down at the table to eat.
At this moment, he was completely naked from the waist up, and a drop of water would occasionally drip from his slightly damp hair, landing on his smooth, firm chest, sliding down his slender waist along the clearly defined muscles of his abdomen. (T/N: Oh my!!! I almost have a nosebleed! Give me one man like this, pleaseee!!!)
Lin Qiao’s mind went blank again. She couldn’t bear to look at him, so she quickly stuffed the clothes into his hands.
“Hurry up and put it on.”
Su Zhengxing noticed her unease and panic, and with a smile, he pulled her over and made her sit on his lap.
“No rush.” He said slowly.
The moment Lin Qiao touched him, his body signals revealed what he was thinking, but she was still in pain and couldn’t resist, so she jumped up.
“I’m in a hurry! I made plans to play mahjong with Aunt Wang downstairs today! Hurry up and get dressed. Finish your meal and go back!”
Lin Qiao immediately helped him put the T-shirt over his head and was almost ready to put on his pants as well.
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