Lu Qiao heard this 'Brother...' and his heart trembled violently. As if driven by some unknown force, he lowered his head and kissed Lu Rongrong's trembling lashes, hoarsely calling out, "Rongrong..."
Then, he grabbed her body and went crazy once more.
Only after a long while, after Lu Qiao had exhausted his last bit of strength, did he finally stop, then lay weakly on top of her, breathing heavily.
The bodies of both of them were drenched in sweat, but unlike before, Lu Qiao didn't rush to the bathroom to shower and then leave coldly.
This time, he lay on her, like a child clinging to a mother, unwilling to leave.
Only when Lu Rongrong's hands felt a bit numb from being pressed down did she gently push Lu Qiao's shoulder and tentatively called out, "Lu Qiao..."
But the man before her gave no response, seeming to have fallen asleep.
