After the intimacy, the small resting room was filled with a strange smell. Chiang Qing lay on the bed sideways, while the man behind her gave her back and shoulders a nearly reverent kiss, gentle and meticulous, as if treating fragile glassware.
Chiang Qing had to admit that she enjoyed it; Bi Xiaojin's attentiveness greatly pleased her. She never experienced anything like this before, only humiliation.
Chiang Qing closed her eyes, her heart softened.
However, just as they were about to go further, there was a knock on the door, and Chiang Tian's urgent voice came from outside.
"Sis, brother-in-law says he's coming to pick you up."
Chiang Qing's body stiffened, she reflexively got up, hurriedly picked up the clothes on the floor, and started putting them on, urging Bi Xiaojin: "You should hurry up and leave too."
