An Ning was exceptionally passionate today. Before Xiao Zimo even touched her, she had already melted into a puddle, and her initial resistance was entirely replaced by willingness.
Willingly.
After they made love several times fiercely, she lay in his arms, completely soft and without any strength left, only able to breathe shallowly.
Though Xiao Zimo was satisfied and still wanted more, he knew she couldn't handle his demands. He held her in his arms, his large hand gently tracing over her smooth skin, and the air around them warmed.
"You're especially sensitive today."
An Ning's face was rosy, looking well-nourished and cherished.
An Ning chuckled lightly, "I just feel so relieved."
Today, the stains on her body that she couldn't shake off were gone. Also, her relationship with the Shang Family had finally come to an end. Moreover, she had managed to take revenge on them in a way. Qin Furong and Wenshu must be hopping mad now, right?
