After an unknown length of time, Cynthia slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Liu Qing still lying over her, she opened her arms and gently wrapped them around his neck. Liu Qing was about to speak when she suddenly pressed her burning lips against his. He froze for a moment, then, looking at her half-closed eyes, returned her kiss and savored her tenderness. Only after a long while did they part. Both were still breathing hard as Liu Qing lay down beside her and gently gathered her into his arms, breathing in the fragrance of her hair.
"What's wrong?" Feeling the woman in his arms rubbing her lower belly, Liu Qing thought Cynthia was still hurting, and worry appeared on his face.
"Nothing!" Cynthia said, a fresh blush spreading over the color that had yet to fade from her cheeks.
A sweet smile appeared on Cynthia's face as she hugged Liu Qing tightly. He kissed her, then got up and went to the bathroom to run a bath. After carrying Cynthia in and bathing together, he returned to bed with her, and they lay down in each other's arms again.
"Liu Qing, I need to go back!" After some time, Cynthia seemed to remember something and suddenly tried to get up.
"Don't go!" Liu Qing tightened his arms around her. "You've been in my room for so long that they must have guessed what we were doing. Going back won't change anything. In fact, the way you look would only confirm it! Since that's the case, we might as well cherish this time together!"
"You might not be embarrassed, but how am I supposed to face everyone if I come out of your room tomorrow?" Cynthia asked, torn between laughter and tears.
"You're my fiancée. Who would gossip about you coming