Jiang Yumiao felt weak all over, as though he were running out of oxygen again. All he could do was tug at Ning Chunchi's clothes, signaling for the alpha to stop and let him catch his breath.
But instead of making the alpha stop, the gesture only made him more relentless.
Unable to bear it any longer, Jiang Yumiao gave him a light bite.
Only then did Ning Chunchi draw back a little. He still didn't sit up, though, remaining above Jiang Yumiao and gazing down at him with dark, intense eyes.
Unlike his usual gentle restraint, his gaze held a fierce possessiveness.
He gave Jiang Yumiao just enough time to take a breath before leaning down again.
A long time passed. Only when both their phones rang at once with incoming group call invitations did they finally break away from that endless kiss.
Jiang Yumiao pushed at Ning Chunchi, his voice still trembling from the lingering breathlessness. "It's probably Director Yang."
Ning Chunchi reluctantly straightened up and retrieved the phone he had tossed aside.
Jiang Yumiao tried to sit up too, but to his surprise, he couldn't manage it and fell back down.
I didn't think it would affect me this much...
He still felt weak all over.
Seeing this, Ning Chunchi simply picked him up again and settled him on his lap.
Jiang Yumiao realized that Ning Chunchi really liked holding him this way. In truth, he liked it too. Being so close made him feel safe.
He leaned against Ning Chunchi's chest.
Ning Chunchi held his phone in front of Jiang Yumiao so they could look at it together.
Director Yang had sent an invitation to a group video call.
They exchanged a glance. Jiang Yumiao quietly raised a finger and accepted the invitation for Ning Chunchi,