On the Eve of Returning to the Battlefield, Service Boyfriend Huo Yuhao Reporting for Duty (Part 2)

Tang Wutong tilted her neck back, threading her fingers through his hair as she felt every movement.

Tang Wutong had long since responded to his attentions. He had only just worked loose her back and shoulders, layer by layer, and before he had even truly done anything, she was already close.

Huo Yuhao deliberately teased Tang Wutong.

"Don't rush."

Tang Wutong's breaths grew increasingly ragged as he slowly lifted her higher—like she was sinking into a pool of water at exactly the right temperature, the waterline gradually rising and wrapping every inch of her skin just right. It was neither too hot nor too hurried, only warm enough to make her want to cry.

"Huo Yuhao..." She grabbed his wrist, no longer knowing what to do.

"Relax." He comforted her softly. "You don't need to do anything. Just feel it."

Tears slid from the corners of Tang Wutong's eyes, and something that had been taut within her for so long suddenly snapped. Huo Yuhao sensed her tears and paused for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

"You're too..." She bit her lower lip, her voice trembling. "You're too good. Too good to be real. How are you so good at..."

Huo Yuhao gave a low laugh. He did not answer, only lowered his head to kiss her. Tang Wutong shuddered briefly, and it was a long while before she finally eased down, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes and her breathing a complete mess.

"Better?" he asked.

"Mm..."

Huo Yuhao brushed the sweat-damp strands of hair from her face, then lowered his head to kiss her brow. "Once isn't enough." His breath brushed against her, making her feel ticklish.

Huo Yuhao raised his head and looked into her eyes, wiping the moisture and sweat from his face with the