Chapter 361: The Glorious Years (3 + 4)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
As the kiss landed on her face, Song Qingchun felt a part of her hollowed out . She wanted more to fill the void that had opened up within her, but she didn't know what could possibly do that . Her eyes slowly closed, and her hands slowly climbed up to his shoulders . She herself didn't realize that her clumsy lips had started to respond to his kisses .
He stopped moving as if sensing her reciprocation before dominating her lips more authoritatively . The tension in the room slowly rose, and their breathing came harder as their body temperature rose .
Both of them wished to gain more from each other . His tongue sought hers as he pulled the comforter that separated their bodies out and tossed it from the bed .
There were only two thin layers of pajamas separating their bodies, so they could feel the heat radiating from each other's bodies clearly . Lost in the haze of seduction and passion, he rolled over with great force, and with no hesitation, he pressed the girl heavily under his looming body .
His lips travelled down from her lips to her slender neck . His breathing came fast as heavy as his fingers peeled the buttons on both his and her clothes away with brute force and desperation .
The contact between bare skins created a spark that caused his whole body to shiver . Then, like a beast unleashed, he bit hungrily on her skin and flesh .
The pain he left on her body sent surges of electricity through her, causing her body to vibrate uncontrollably . She felt like her limit was being breached, and she wanted to escape, but she couldn't summon any energy even if she tried . In the end, she grabbed his shoulders tightly like that was her saving grace .
When she felt his powerful hands travel down her waist, her legs closed instinctively, and her grasp on his shoulders tightened, causing her finger to pierce into his muscular flesh .
She could feel his fingers working their way through her panties . She couldn't tell whether it was fear or shyness that caused the voice that left her lips to be as small as a mosquito's . "Su Zhinian…"
In that moment, the call of his name sounded like a woman's moaning, filled with seduction and challenge, but it made Su Zhinian freeze instantly .
Everything was too real; the tender touch under his fingertips, the electricity charging through his body, and the velvety sound of her voice; this didn't seem like a dream .
Su Zhinian wished desperately to finish this wonderful dream, but he was afraid, afraid that this was not a dream . He had inflicted a grievous wound on her once; he couldn't do that to her again .
Su Zhinian forcibly pulled his rationality back, suppressed the expanding desire in his mind, and slowly raised his head to look at her .
Her eyes were closed, and her two rows of eyelashes were fluttering crazily like the flaps of a butterfly's wings . Her long hair was spread out over his bed and some stuck to her arm, pasted there by their sweat .
Her upper body was almost naked, and her pajamas he had torn open covered her body modestly . There were traces of red wounds of varying degrees left on her neck and chest .
His sudden pause made her brows crease involuntarily . She waited for a moment, and when the man still showed no sign of a response, she couldn't help herself but open her eyes slowly . They spoke of confusion .
She stared at him, lost, as the reality of the situation gradually dawned on her . Her face immediately flushed red, and her eyes that had been staring at him lowered .
She was close to doing that thing with him . The images of the things they did a moment ago filtered into her mind following that thought . The temperature of her face burned even higher, and she subconsciously wanted to grab something to shield her face from view . As she tried to move her hands, she realized they were still attached to his shoulders . She shivered violently before retracting her arms and grabbed at the mattress a bit awkwardly .
This is his bedroom, and I am lying in his bed in the middle of the night… Will he get the wrong idea?
"You were having a nightmare, and I came over to look," Song Qingchun explained without turning to look at Su Zhinian . However, the rest of the explanation got stuck in her throat after a few flimsy words .
Su Zhinian didn't answer, and the room was quiet; the sexual tension from before still lingering .
Song Qingchun was still pressed under his body . She could feel his gaze on her face, and she bit her lips from anxiousness .
Her shyness, awkwardness, and the traces he left on her body made Su Zhinian's turn redder . The desire in his body burned brighter, and his arms that was holding him up gripping the mattress tighter . He closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple moved up and down several times before he forced himself from her and rolled off the bed .
He bent over to pick up the comforter from the floor and tossed it over to her . Song Qingchun only then realized how exposed she was, and she snuggled into the comforter .
He stood beside the bed and glanced at the shape under the comforter once before turning away speedily and dashing toward the bathroom . His gait was so fast and forceful that it felt like he wouldn't be able to pull him away if he didn't leave now .
It was not until Song Qingchun heard the sound of running water from the bathroom that she dared to poke her head out from underneath the comforter . She didn't dare stay for long in Su Zhinian's bedroom . She tossed the comforter away and climbed out of bed .
Her pajamas were so ruined that they could barely cover her body . She eventually returned to grab the comforter and wrap it around her body in a hurry before fleeing his bedroom .
Song Qingchun leaned against the back of her bedroom door with her hand pressed over her chest . She stood in that posture for a long time before she could calm down .
With a weakened pair of legs, she walked to her closet to find a fresh pair of pajamas . She put them on and sat on her bed, hugging Su Zhinian's comforter .
The scent of his body travelled into her nostril as she breathed, and his body temperature still lingered on her body . Her heart that had calmed earlier started racing again, and her blood boiled with something akin to a desire . It made her grip the comforter tightly, and as she did so, the image of them entangled within each other cropped up in her mind .
The image felt so authentic that Song Qingchun could hear the sounds of their mixed breathing . Her face burned as if she had fever . As she shook her head to toss the memory out of her mind, she heard a rhythmic knocking on her door, and Su Zhinian's clear and mellifluous voice drifted in .
"Qingchun . "
Chapter 361 The Glorious Years 3 4 Translator Lonelytree Editor Millman97As the kiss landed on her face, Song Qingchun felt a part of her hollowed out . She wanted more to fill the void that had opened up within her, but she didn t know what could possibly do that . Her eyes slowly closed, and her hands slowly climbed up to his shoulders . She herself didn t realize that her clumsy lips had started to respond to his kisses . He stopped moving as if sensing her reciprocation before dominating her lips more authoritatively . The tension in the room slowly rose, and their breathing came harder as their body temperature rose . Both of them wished to gain more from each other . His tongue sought hers as he pulled the comforter that separated their bodies out and tossed it from the bed . There were only two thin layers of pajamas separating their bodies, so they could feel the heat radiating from each other s bodies clearly . Lost in the haze of seduction and passion, he rolled over with great force, and with no hesitation, he pressed the girl heavily under his looming body . His lips travelled down from her lips to her slender neck . His breathing came fast as heavy as his fingers peeled the buttons on both his and her clothes away with brute force and desperation . The contact between bare skins created a spark that caused his whole body to shiver . Then, like a beast unleashed, he bit hungrily on her skin and flesh . The pain he left on her body sent surges of electricity through her, causing her body to vibrate uncontrollably . She felt like her limit was being breached, and she wanted to escape, but she couldn t summon any energy even if she tried . In the end, she grabbed his shoulders tightly like that was her saving grace . When she felt his powerful hands travel down her waist, her legs closed instinctively, and her grasp on his shoulders tightened, causing her finger to pierce into his muscular flesh . She could feel his fingers working their way through her panties . She couldn t tell whether it was fear or shyness that caused the voice that left her lips to be as small as a mosquito s . Su Zhinian In that moment, the call of his name sounded like a woman s moaning, filled with seduction and challenge, but it made Su Zhinian freeze instantly . Everything was too real the tender touch under his fingertips, the electricity charging through his body, and the velvety sound of her voice this didn t seem like a dream . Su Zhinian wished desperately to finish this wonderful dream, but he was afraid, afraid that this was not a dream . He had inflicted a grievous wound on her once he couldn t do that to her again . Su Zhinian forcibly pulled his rationality back, suppressed the expanding desire in his mind, and slowly raised his head to look at her . Her eyes were closed, and her two rows of eyelashes were fluttering crazily like the flaps of a butterfly s wings . Her long hair was spread out over his bed and some stuck to her arm, pasted there by their sweat . Her upper body was almost naked, and her pajamas he had torn open covered her body modestly . There were traces of red wounds of varying degrees left on her neck and chest . His sudden pause made her brows crease involuntarily . She waited for a moment, and when the man still showed no sign of a response, she couldn t help herself but open her eyes slowly . They spoke of confusion . She stared at him, lost, as the reality of the situation gradually dawned on her . Her face immediately flushed red, and her eyes that had been staring at him lowered . She was close to doing that thing with him . The images of the things they did a moment ago filtered into her mind following that thought . The temperature of her face burned even higher, and she subconsciously wanted to grab something to shield her face from view . As she tried to move her hands, she realized they were still attached to his shoulders . She shivered violently before retracting her arms and grabbed at the mattress a bit awkwardly . This is his bedroom, and I am lying in his bed in the middle of the night Will he get the wrong idea You were having a nightmare, and I came over to look, Song Qingchun explained without turning to look at Su Zhinian . However, the rest of the explanation got stuck in her throat after a few flimsy words . Su Zhinian didn t answer, and the room was quiet the sexual tension from before still lingering . Song Qingchun was still pressed under his body . She could feel his gaze on her face, and she bit her lips from anxiousness . Her shyness, awkwardness, and the traces he left on her body made Su Zhinian s turn redder . The desire in his body burned brighter, and his arms that was holding him up gripping the mattress tighter . He closed his eyes, and his Adam s apple moved up and down several times before he forced himself from her and rolled off the bed . He bent over to pick up the comforter from the floor and tossed it over to her . Song Qingchun only then realized how exposed she was, and she snuggled into the comforter . He stood beside the bed and glanced at the shape under the comforter once before turning away speedily and dashing toward the bathroom . His gait was so fast and forceful that it felt like he wouldn t be able to pull him away if he didn t leave now . It was not until Song Qingchun heard the sound of running water from the bathroom that she dared to poke her head out from underneath the comforter . She didn t dare stay for long in Su Zhinian s bedroom . She tossed the comforter away and climbed out of bed . Her pajamas were so ruined that they could barely cover her body . She eventually returned to grab the comforter and wrap it around her body in a hurry before fleeing his bedroom . Song Qingchun leaned against the back of her bedroom door with her hand pressed over her chest . She stood in that posture for a long time before she could calm down . With a weakened pair of legs, she walked to her closet to find a fresh pair of pajamas . She put them on and sat on her bed, hugging Su Zhinian s comforter . The scent of his body travelled into her nostril as she breathed, and his body temperature still lingered on her body . Her heart that had calmed earlier started racing again, and her blood boiled with something akin to a desire . It made her grip the comforter tightly, and as she did so, the image of them entangled within each other cropped up in her mind . The image felt so authentic that Song Qingchun could hear the sounds of their mixed breathing . Her face burned as if she had fever . As she shook her head to toss the memory out of her mind, she heard a rhythmic knocking on her door, and Su Zhinian s clear and mellifluous voice drifted in . Qingchun .