Slurp...
Smack...
Sultry sounds rose from the hospital room.
Dong Xuebin kissed Yuehua's body again and again, from top to bottom, left to right. Yuehua truly seemed cold on the outside but passionate within. She was still ill and had just undergone surgery, yet she could be so aroused. Just from the sound of her breaths, he could tell how much she wanted it. Still, Dong Xuebin did not know whether it was because of her age or because she was mindful of her status as the district party secretary, but Yuehua had not taken the initiative. Every time, Dong Xuebin had been the one to make things happen. Whether he kissed or touched her, Yuehua simply leaned against the headboard with composed calm, barely moving.
She was a bottomless pit.
Dong Xuebin had experienced Yuehua's stamina firsthand last time. It would take at least two or three hours to satisfy her; otherwise, he should not even think about it.
Should he get on?
Should they do it?
Dong Xuebin could not hold back any longer. He immediately stripped off his boxers and swiftly pulled off Yuehua's bra and panties, about to press himself onto her. But when he saw the bandages around her abdomen, he calmed down and forcibly stopped himself, not daring to move recklessly. She was a patient, after all. Even though REERE had restored some of the organs inside her body, he had not fully healed her because of the hospital's diagnosis. She still had a surgical incision on the outside. If they really did it, would her wound not split open?
Dong Xuebin endured and endured, until he finally managed to restrain himself. "Forget it. Your injury hasn't healed. We can't."
Geng Yuehua looked at him and smoothed her hair. "I know."
Strands of her