Delayed Heartbeat 💓 [Requested]

Part 45 🌚

    Ni Chang was held in Yan Chi's arms, pursed her lips and did not reply.

    He was indeed...warmer than the heater.

    The man's body felt like a stove, making her whole body warm.

    The arms that serve as pillows under her head are strong and strong, giving her the sense of security she covets the most.

    The big palm across her waist slowly tightened, and he pressed a goodnight kiss without any lustful meaning on the corner of her eye, and his low-mellow voice coaxed: "Go to sleep."

    Ni Chang's heart, hands and feet were all soft.

  Like a soothed kitten, she unconsciously shrank into the man's arms and put a gentle hand on his forearm.

    Just as she was about to close her eyes, Ni Chang suddenly remembered that she was still wearing earrings.

    Afraid that the tip of the nail would scratch her boyfriend's arm, she raised her upper body and took off the earring.

    Yan Chi opened his eyes and looked sideways, staring at the girl picking off jewelry.

    He took off the double-G style earrings from her small earlobes.

  Only then did he realize that such willow earrings seemed a little bulky to her.

    Yan Chi frowned and asked: "Don't these earrings not match your cheongsam?"

    Ni Chang glanced at it in her hand and shook his head: "No, these are quite versatile."

    She rarely wear earrings, but occasionally wear them. She usually choose pearls that match the cheongsam better.

    But when she imagined that her extremely straight boyfriend was standing in front of the counter, choosing jewelry for herself, frowning as he tried to figure out what she was thinking, or struggling with what would match her cheongsam...she was already satisfied.

    Ni Chang narrowed her eyes and smiled at her boyfriend: "I like it very much~"

    After receiving the affirmation, Yan Chi raised his lips and said nothing more.

    The girl pinched the other earlobe with the fireworks earrings with both hands, her pointed chin was naturally slightly tilted, her neck stretched out into a longer neckline, and the clavicle fossa on the shoulder was more sunken, as if she had a handful of snow.

    After taking off her earrings, she popped her body to the side of the bed.

  The thin material of her silk nightgown stretched with her movements, printing the outline of two delicate butterfly bones on her back.

    Ni Chang put the earrings on the bedside table and hugged her heater again.

   Before resting her head in the man's arms, she habitually moved all the long hair from the back of her head to one side of her chest with one hand.

    The black hair flowed down like a waterfall, scattered on the white sheets, and covered most of the man's arms.

    A slight commotion, a tingling sensation.

    Yan Chi's fingertips suddenly curled up an inch as if they were under stress.

   His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes darkened quietly.

    Only now did he gain insight into his own weakness.

    His determination, restraint and patience were all vulnerable.