Realizing Chuxia's response, Shi Che shuddered involuntarily, followed by a slight dizziness in his entire brain. Chuxia had responded to his kisses before, but this time, he could feel her seriousness and involvement.
He unconsciously opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chuxia's face, so close to his. Her cheeks were flushed, her long, curly eyelashes trembling gently, occasionally brushing against his face, bringing a slight itch.
That itchiness spread all the way to the bottom of his heart.
Shi Che's arms tightened involuntarily, so tight it seemed as if he wanted to embed Chuxia into his body, yet his kisses became gentler, as if Chuxia were a fragile doll, handled with utmost care and treasured dearly.
The car drove slowly, the outside bustling as usual, the moonlight gentle, and the intimacy inside the car soft and lingering, faintly brimming with a sense of happiness.
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