"There's a saying that goes 'exhaustion leads to death'. You have so many women, and it's like this with every one of them. Sooner or later..." Having said this, Qiqi just glanced at him and didn't say anything else.
She is thinking...
Tang Jue was so tireless in this matter. Was it because, as Tang Song said, he hadn't touched a woman for too long? Or...
In fact, he is like this with every woman. Does he have endless energy
This thought flashed through Qiqi's mind. She looked at Tang Jue quietly and almost asked.
However, before he could open his lips, Tang Jue suddenly turned over and lay to the side.
He stretched out his long arms and held Qiqi in his arms. She was stunned when she heard him say, "In order not to die too early, I will endure it for a while tonight."
Actually, what's the point of dying of exhaustion? He just knew that her body couldn't bear it. He knew that once he got her started, it would be endless tonight. It was her first time, so she needed a period of time to adapt. He couldn't be too impatient.
Qiqi blinked.
He did not deny what she had just said.
so…
Just accept it. Is he really this intense when he is with other women
Qiqi lay on his chest, thinking for a while, and felt a tightness in her chest. After a long while, she uttered a soft "hmm" and said, "Then I'll go back to sleep..."
She reached under the quilt to button up her messy pajamas, but another hand was faster than hers. Not only did it not let her button up, it also pulled her clothes off neatly and threw them directly onto the sofa far away.
Qiqi bit her lip and subconsciously hugged herself with both hands. She looked up at him, her eyes seemed to accuse him of regretting.
He just said he would be patient.
"I didn't tell you to go back to your room." Tang Jue understood her accusation. He wrapped his long arms around her and held her to sleep on his chest. He was topless, and so was she.
The two of them slept together, overlapping each other, with no barrier between them. Qiqi could feel the firmness of his muscles, the strong beating of his heart in his chest, and...
Men and women have completely different skin textures...
Her snow-white breasts were squeezed into an ambiguous shape between them. Her heart was beating unbearably and she wanted to avoid such an embarrassing touch, but her hands were grabbed by him and she forced them to hug his neck.
Her mind was in a daze, and she felt dry mouth and tongue. She didn't dare to move. This position was too ambiguous, and every inch of their skin stuck together felt hot as if it was on fire.
"You...really want to sleep like this all night?" she asked hesitantly, her voice a little unsteady.
Tang Jue put one hand behind his head and looked at her with interest, "Can't sleep?"
“… Yeah.” Qiqi was completely stiff, not to mention sleeping.
Tang Jue's other hand gently stroked her naked back, and then fell on her delicate butterfly bones, combing her soft hair, "Then let's chat."
"What to talk about?" She forced herself to relax, otherwise, she really would not be able to fall asleep tonight.
"Have you ever looked at the storage room in your room?"
"… Um."
"Do you like it?" Tang Jue took the pillow, raised his head and looked at her.
"What?"
"Aren't those lenses your dream? And that camera—I know you've always wanted to see it. Now I'll buy it for you, and you can have a good look at it in the future."
Tang Jue's words shocked Qiqi. That camera...did he buy it for her? How could he know her preferences so well
She slowly raised her head from his chest and looked at the man in front of her steadily. There was a lot of inquiry in her clear eyes.
Tang Jue allowed her to look at him openly. Her black hair fell like a waterfall, softly falling on his chest. When she moved, it felt like a feather brushing against his chest, causing a slight and soft itch.
"Did you see anything?" Tang Jue rolled up the end of her hair and gently brushed it across the tip of her nose.
She felt itchy and moved away. She held down his messy hand and asked in a low voice, "Why do you know so much about me?"
From her breakfast habits to her hobbies, even that camera...
"As long as I want to know, is there anything I don't know?" Tang Jue asked back, still frivolous.
Qiqi's eyes were still on his face, unable to move away for a long time. These things were actually very private, especially the camera she wanted to see. Even Qiyu didn't know...
But how could Tang Jue know
When and where did he learn about it
besides…
Why did he fund himself to study abroad all these years
All the questions that she didn't want to think about before suddenly popped up in her mind. Her thoughts were a little confused, and she remembered that day when she met Miss Tang in the club - she said she had seen her photo in his room...
She had always thought that the other party might have recognized the wrong person, but now that she thought about it, she felt that something seemed wrong.
At that time, Miss Tang's tone was so sure. Later, Tang Jue came out and just interrupted her, but never denied it.
so…
"Do you... spend so much time on every girl you want?" Qiqi hesitated for a moment before asking. This was the only reason she could think of and accept...
"Every one?" Tang Jue chuckled, and then he straightened his face and looked into her eyes seriously, "Baby, I said you are the first one, do you believe it?"
Qiqi's heart skipped a beat. Upon hearing this, she shook her head almost immediately.
She didn't believe it, or rather... she didn't want to believe it, and she didn't dare to believe it. She originally wanted to ask him why he investigated her affairs so carefully, but at this moment, after hearing what he said, she didn't have the courage to ask.
She was afraid that the answer she got would completely confuse her and make her fall into an abyss that she shouldn't go to...
That’s not possible!
She and Tang Jue were just playing around, they couldn’t take it seriously. They couldn’t…
Tang Jue saw through her evasion and his expression darkened.
He pinched her chin and made her look straight at him, "Qiqi, why are you panicking?"
His eyes were calm and indifferent, yet as sharp as an eagle's. He could easily see through her thoughts.
Qiqi took a deep breath, pressed her hands on his shoulders, tightened them, and then slowly loosened them. Her lips moved for a while, but she only asked softly: "When will you... let me go?"
As she finished her words, a dark light flashed across Tang Jue's eyes.
He was not angry, but just looked at her with a faint smile, "I don't understand. Baby, explain it to me once. But... think carefully before explaining. If you say something wrong, you will bear the consequences yourself."