Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Qianci did not have class the next morning, so she did not set an alarm. When she woke up, it was past 9 AM. Opening her eyes, Su Qianci saw Li Sicheng’s stunning face and flawless skin. His arm was still laid across her body, so she felt a bit sore. Su Qianci carefully moved aside and lifted his arm up. However, when she was about to put his arm away, it suddenly slipped and took her waist. Li Sicheng tightened his embrace around Su Qianci.
Su Qianci did not even have any time to feel surprised before her lips were sealed, which made her immediately wide awake.
“You’re awake?” Li Sicheng’s voice was a bit husky, sounding like he was still half asleep. Seeing Su Qianci’s sexy look, Li Sicheng brushed the hair away from her face and said, “I was too tired yesterday, but now…” His hand slipped down her cheek and easily parted her silk robe.
Su Qianci was fully prepared last night, so she was not wearing any underwear. With a shudder, her sensitive body immediately curled up.
“Don’t be scared.” Li Sicheng got over her and planted a kiss on the corner of her lips. “I will be gentle.”
Su Qianci blushed again. Looking at him, she was suddenly reminded of a finding: men feel the horniest in the morning.
His rough hand slipped down from her face to her neck and collarbone…
Su Qianci could not help shuddering. Looking up, she caught a glimpse of the lust in his eyes. His always cold eyes were burning with passion and desire, as if he had seen his prey… Under his gaze, Su Qianci wished she had somewhere to hide.
Su Qianci blushed and turned her head away, whispering, “Don’t look at me like that…” Her voice unbelievably sensual. She was startled by her own voice. Was that really her voice? Why did it sound like she was intentionally seducing him…
Li Sicheng’s eyes became dark. He stopped teasing her, chuckled, and planted numerous kisses on her face and neck.
As his lips moved down, Su Qianci felt tortured by a sudden emptiness. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist. Her robe was parted. Su Qianci could feel his rough hands caressing her back, giving her goosebumps. It felt excruciating, but Su Qianci could not tell what she was feeling. Squirming, she looked at him with pleading eyes and whispered, “Mr. Li…”
Li Sicheng paused, leaned against her, and asked in a dangerous tone, “What did you just call me?”
Su Qianci knew that she had made a mistake. However, it had been a habit of hers to call him that for years. Under his gaze, she eventually called, “Darling…”
“Yes?” Li Sicheng smiled contently.
“I need you…”
Li Sicheng moved his hand down, finding her passion betrayed by the wetness between her legs.