Sensing that Song Huanyan was in a good mood, Yun Jianchen became eager, and his hand slipped under her clothes.
Song Huanyan's body gave a slight tremble, and her face flushed a little.
Seeing that Song Huanyan did not resist, Yun Jianchen's movements grew bolder.
Song Huanyan looked at Yun Jianchen with a flushed face. She knew that these past six months had been very difficult for Yun Jianchen to endure. She had been so emotionally down that she really wasn't in the mood for that sort of thing, and Yun Jianchen didn't press her. Every night when they went to bed, he would just talk with her, chat, and comfort her...
Thinking of everything in the past six months, Song Huanyan's heart softened. She hugged Yun Jianchen, her small face buried in the crook of his neck, her hands wrapping around his waist...
Yun Jianchen's body stiffened for an instant, and then he was overwhelmed with ecstasy...
...
Song Huanyan lay on the bed, not wanting to move a muscle apart from breathing.
