"In the space or the room?" Just as they ascended the stairs and returned to the room, Huaiqing was still holding Xiao Jinsheng, refusing to let go, as he asked with a playful smile.
Xiao Jinsheng was startled. "So... impatient?"
Clearly, the last time she shared a room with Huaiqing, this man read *The Art of War by Sun Tzu* to lull her to sleep. He seemed the epitome of self-restraint.
Clearly, he had been so composed before...
Why was he so eager today?
"Didn't you say I have incredible self-control?" Huaiqing shifted his grip, making it so Xiao Jinsheng could cling entirely onto him.
One hand supported her hips while the other lifted her fair cheek.
Behind his glasses, his gaze darkened, and he chuckled lowly. "But now, I don't feel like controlling myself."
"B-back to the space..." Xiao Jinsheng stammered, falling silent.
"Alright, I'll listen to you." Huaiqing lowered his head, planting a soft kiss on her hair.
