It might be that Jiang Shouzhong has figured some things out; his sinking mood has finally started to brighten up.
Noticing the man's change in emotions, Xiao Lingqiu softly asked: "Feeling better now?"
The woman's cheeks were very red.
Red like a pomegranate.
If the previous embracing was merely an innocent desire to seek comfort, and the venting through clothes was merely an attempt to help relieve the other's pain—
Then now, her forbidden territory, firmly gripped within his hands, had completely crossed into the intimate realm of husband and wife.
Xiao Lingqiu felt deeply regretful for her actions.
And yet, she had no intention of resisting.
Forget it; after all, I do have my limits. As long as I hold firm to my boundaries, it'll be fine.
The woman comforted herself this way.
Jiang Shouzhong tightened his embrace around Xiao Lingqiu's delicate body, his five fingers slightly curling, feeling her heartbeat more closely. He said slowly:
