His breath grew closer, softly wrapping around her lips.
"Su... Yu~" She softly murmured his name, but the next sound was completely swallowed between their lips and teeth. His gentleness gradually turned into possessive dominance. She completely lost her support amidst his forceful momentum, her arms weakly wrapping around his neck.
He held her even tighter, with an eagerness and intensity that seemed to want to meld her into his very bones, as if carrying all his apologies and emotions, wanting to merge with her completely, to surrender to each other.
Han Jing was pressed against the side of the bath by him. The water's warmth had started to fade, yet she felt like she was enveloped by heat, her whole body trembling and weak. That strange sensation grew stronger and stronger, to the point that she felt a strange pain, as if her nerves were about to snap in this moment.
