Jian Ya skillfully unfastened Qin Chuan's waistband and helped him take off his sweatpants.
Qin Chuan intended to stop her.
After all, Jian Ya was emotionally unstable, and at a time like this, still thinking about that kind of thing—was she even human?
But Jian Ya silently said, "What you said moved me, teacher is very touched, I didn't expect that, at the end of my life, I could hear such words once more."
"Teacher, will you trust me this once?"
Qin Chuan bent down, cupped Jian Ya's face, and looked into her eyes seriously: "You can think it's because I'm reluctant to part with your body."
Hearing this, Jian Ya burst into laughter: "Then what are you waiting for? Teacher wants you right now."
Qin Chuan shook his head: "I want you all the time."
Hearing this, Jian Ya sighed.
She also wanted to always have him, but now this world held nothing worth her remaining.
If anything, it might only be Qin Chuan.
But she didn't want to drag Qin Chuan into this.
