I Thought You Couldn’t Get over Your Old Flame

No one could have predicted that Qi Chenglin would be so energetic having just woken up. It was like he wanted her to collapse from exhaustion. His zeal was much more than the night before, and Ruan Danchen almost could not breathe. He made her unable to contain herself, and her body did not even answer to her anymore.

His chest was broad and she was wrapped tightly in him, bearing the weight of him engulfing her. She curled her arms and legs instinctively on him, hanging on him as if she was holding tightly onto a piece of floating wood.

Qi Chenglin intimately wiped off the sweat from her forehead. He felt very content.

"What time is it?" Ruan Danchen mumbled and asked.

Qi Chenglin glanced at the clock on the nightstand and said, "Ten thirty."