There had been so much going on before that the two of them really had gone a long time without being intimate.
They had returned to a regular routine a few days ago, but it had only been ordinary domestic life. Neither seemed to have thought about intimacy. Was it because those earlier events had affected their moods so much, or because they were already like an old married couple and no longer felt that urge...
The facts proved it could not possibly be the latter. They had barely rounded any bases; how could they have lost the urge...
Intimacy came naturally when feelings ran deep, rather than from deliberately setting out to do something. When you truly liked and respected someone, you would not deliberately steer things toward that, but once the mood was right, both of you would naturally melt together, longing to be closer still.
Just like the excitement and joy of reaching such an important goal-nothing expressed what they felt better than an embrace and a kiss.
Their tongues seeking entry had long since become commonplace. There were no more painfully clumsy collisions like the first time.
He had scaled those cloud-high peaks many times now, too, and Qiu Wuji no longer instinctively stopped him.
Even when his lips began traveling downward and his hands started undoing her blouse, Qiu Wuji did not refuse. Instinctively following his movements, she tipped up her graceful, white-swan neck slightly to meet his kisses, finding it quite pleasant.
We really are like an old married couple... Gazing somewhat dazedly at the ceiling, Qiu Wuji suddenly had that thought.
An old married couple...
When he buried his face between her peaks, Qiu Wuji came back to herself a little and chided him, "I just got back from driving practice. I haven't