Here To Rescue You

1.17

Film Emperor's Ice Queen

The room was bathed in the soft, ethereal light of the breaking dawn. Shafts of golden lights filtered through the hazy curtains, painting patterns of warmth on the walls. The air carried a tender stillness, broken only by the faint, rhythmic breaths of two souls intertwined in the aftermath of fervent passion.

Rong Lu Xue's eyes fluttered open, her gaze tracing the contours of the familiar ceiling. Slowly, the events of the night before wove their way through the tendrils of her memory, like a delicate wisp of smoke finding its form.

Her face turned red in embarrassment. I can't believe I was so bold in my advances last night!

Feeling another person's breath in the room, she slowly turned her head, the silk sheets whispering softly against her skin, and there he was—He Qing Nian.

A man so handsome and so famous that half of their country called him their male god.

And now, this man was sleeping right beside her, after a night of passion.

I can't believe this! Rong Lu Xue shrieked inwardly, her heart thumping in exiliration, I didn't know I had the capability to bed the number one man in China!

Looking at the man sleeping peacefully beside her, Rong Lu Xue continued to marvel, But I must admit, that despite my first time, it was actually quite good.

Unconsciously, she continued to watch him in fervor. She noticed that his dark hair, once meticulously styled, now tousled in the aftermath of their shared fervor. The man's whole body was naked, only the covers of the bed managed to cover his waist. The man's strong pectoral muscles and eight abdominal muscles were all bare. Exposed above the covers, they were now rising and falling from his relaxed breath. Then travelling down was a smooth line of black hair that started at the edge of his crotch, a faint shape of the man's dormant beast laid under the covers.

Rong Lu Xue blushed even more. Even if she had seen countless men's naked bodies from her modelling show, she must admit that He Qing Nian's body managed to give her a sense of nervousness like none other. It was the kind of nervousness that created butterflies in her lower region, as if she was craving for something sensual.

Her fingers brushed lightly over He Qing Nian's bare chest, tracing the contours that had become familiar in the fire of their passion. She marveled at the memory of the last night, the skin contact they shared, and the kiss that was full of passion.

He Qing Nian stirred, a quiet sigh escaping his lips. His eyes, still heavy with sleep, opened to see the woman who he shared the night with was touching his bare chest with a passionate look. Her fingers tracing his pectoral muscles. If he didn't know her well, he would have mistaken that as a look of hunger, as if she was craving for more of their passionate night.

"Like what you see?" A man's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, but because Rong Lu Xue's attention was completely captured by the sexy view in front of her, she instinctively replied.

"Uhm, I like."

The atmosphere between them froze. The room seemed to hold its breath, as if time itself were holding its pulse. The air was laden with the fragrance of mingled sweat and the subtle remnants of their stolen moments.

He Qing Nian did not expect Rong Lu Xue to be honest with her thoughts. He leaned his body closer, shortening the distance between the two.

He chuckled, his tone carrying an amusing tone, "I didn't hear you. What was that?"

Rong Lu Xue's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, swallowing her saliva, "Well... I like it."

He Qing Nian laughed softly, the vibration in his chest was transmitted onto the woman's hands, "I heard it clearly," he said, "Then, do you want to touch more?"