"Xinian."
She called him softly.
"Hm?"
Meng Xinian's forehead was drenched in sweat.
It's just the beginning, this is only just the beginning, but why does he already feel like he's losing his soul?
All previous imaginings were pale.
All previous consolations with substitutes were shallow.
Only by actually reaching this point, this degree, does it truly become thrilling.
If it wasn't because he truly loved her and cared for her deeply, how could he possibly restrain his movements now? He only wished he could display all his skills on her.
"I'm okay..."
Jiang Xiao could sense his restraint, knew he was waiting for her to adjust, her heart softened as she leaned into him, blushing as she gave him this approving command.
"Really?"
He still didn't believe it.
Is it really... okay?
He thought she might be uncomfortable.
Jiang Xiao blushed even deeper.
Gosh, is he just going to keep asking and asking?
She hadn't anticipated her tolerance to be this high.
