Gu Nanqiao leaned against the headboard with a pillow under her, feeling comfortable and lazy.
Huo Jingting's large hand covered her, gently caressing her smooth abdomen.
This kind of tranquility was also an enjoyment for Gu Nanqiao, as if the child was right in front of them. Even a slight movement could bring them joy for a long time.
Huo Jingting withdrew his hand after a while and leaned in to kiss her neck, "It smells so nice."
Gu Nanqiao pulled down the hem of her pajamas, "I just took a bath, there's still the scent of shower gel."
Huo Jingting braced himself on either side of her body with his long arms, leaning his upper body slightly downward, sealing her breath with his thin lips, intimate and lingering.
His breathing grew heavier, his nerves tense, trying hard to suppress the rising urge in his heart.
