There is no Chapter 1106. This chapter continues from 1105
One of his hands held her tightly by the waist while the other rested near her mouth. Lowering his head, he kissed the skin along her neck, his voice carrying an unintentional seductiveness.
“If it hurts, bite me…”
She didn’t hold back at all and immediately bit down on his arm.
Qi Wei waited for a very, very long time—long enough for him to feel her body finally relax completely. By then, he was already drenched in sweat from holding himself back, and only then did he finally move.
At first, Feng Guang had been biting his hand, but by the end, she could only cling to his arm, gasping beneath him as though she were drifting helplessly on waves.
“Feng Guang…” He kissed her back, leaving countless marks across her pale, smooth skin. The overwhelming sensations he had brought her had already forced her to surrender several times over. In a low voice, he said, “I want every part of you… here too… I want this too.”
His hand paused there. Feng Guang, whose mind had long since stopped functioning properly, buried her face into the pile of dolls. Hugging one of the dolls over her head as though pretending she could hide from reality, she muttered in a muffled voice, “Qi Wei… you bastard…”
Qi Wei kissed her reddened ear and smiled in satisfaction.
Who knew how much time had passed? The room was already thick with an intimate, lingering atmosphere.
Completely drained of strength, Feng Guang was held tightly in Qi Wei’s arms. She no longer had the energy to resist at all. Marks covered her entire body, and the way she lay there motionless made her look like a delicate doll that had been thoroughly ruined. In contrast, Qi Wei’s clothes were still perfectly intact, and he looked refreshed and invigorated—the complete opposite of her exhausted, defeated state.
Afraid she might get cold, he took off his white lab coat and draped it over her. His movements were gentle, as though he were caring for some fragile treasure. He didn’t really know how to take care of someone, so he could only rely on instinct. After recalling some relationship advice from books he had read before, he leaned down to kiss her cheek and asked the question almost every man asks afterward.
“Does it still hurt?”
Feng Guang kept her eyes closed and ignored him.
He took out a white handkerchief he carried with him and carefully wiped away the sticky traces between her legs. When she noticed his hand lingering there for far too long, she finally opened her eyes.
“It hurts a lot!”
Qi Wei paused and quickly withdrew his hand, the light in his eyes dimming slightly.
“I’m sorry… this was my fault.”
After all, it had been her first time experiencing something like this, and her skin there was far too delicate. Toward the end, he had stopped paying attention to anything else and accidentally hurt her.
Hearing his apology, Feng Guang stared at him suspiciously for a moment.
“Qi Wei… are you role-playing again or something?”
“The books said that when a man apologizes, it helps maintain harmony between men and women.”
“…”
She knew it. There was no way this man would suddenly apologize on his own.
Qi Wei’s shirt hung half open, still carrying the lingering aura of passion. He pulled her closer, letting her rest against his chest as he gently stroked the back of her head. Like someone who had just obtained a beloved toy, he said happily, “A Newfoundland white wolf only has one mate in its lifetime. Feng Guang, I invite you to become my mate.”
Expressionless, she replied, “No thanks. You’d be better off just eating me.”
“Compared to eating you, I prefer the feeling of mating with you.” He kissed the top of her head, and for the first time, his dark eyes looked as though stars had appeared in the night sky. “Feng Guang, I’ll treasure you carefully.”
She closed her eyes again and let out a long sigh deep in her heart.