The drawn curtains blocked out the light, leaving only a faint glimmer wavering from the gap at the bottom.
In the dim room, the senses grew sharper.
Warm breath traveled up the back of her neck. Then, her earlobe was taken into a mouth and gently teased.
Jiang Qingli tried to turn, but long, slender fingers covered her eyes from behind, forbidding her from looking.
Meanwhile, another hand pressed against her slender waist, pulling her closer.
"Stop it," Jiang Qingli whispered, a little unsteady on her feet. "Nian…"
His movements paused.
A soft chuckle sounded by her ear. "You're amazing, Sister. You guessed it was me right away."
'Everyone wants to be special to the one they love, to be known intimately.'
Gu Nian had hidden his presence and stayed silent, not letting Jiang Qingli turn to look, precisely because he hoped she would guess it was him.
Her answer was all the confirmation he needed. Satisfied, he hugged her and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.
