Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

He is a man, he can't be a coward.

Xiao Su took two steps as fast as the wind and reached the bedside in the blink of an eye. With his body still wet with moisture, he suddenly pressed down on Quan Jiuxi.

There were still tiny drops of water on Xiao Su's body, which slowly slid down along his firm muscle lines.

It dripped onto Quan Jiuxi's skin, causing her to move uncomfortably.

"Wipe it dry." Quan Jiuxi frowned slightly and said coquettishly.

Xiao Su pinched her delicate chin, forcing their eyes to intertwine tightly.

"Ajiu, you are mine." His dark peach blossom eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist.

Crystal clear water droplets are dripping on the thick eyelashes.

Quan Jiuxi raised his foot and kicked him lightly, "Wipe it dry too."

Xiao Su grasped her slender ankle accurately, squeezed it gently, then lowered his eyes.

His expression was lazy and nonchalant, and his voice was low, as if carrying endless temptation, "No hurry, do the business first."

Xiao Su suddenly pulled open Quan Jiuxi's quilt. Although Quan Jiuxi was wearing a milky white long-sleeved shirt and trousers pajamas, during this violent movement.

The buttons of her shirt accidentally broke, instantly revealing her slender neck and a hint of whiteness.

Under the dim light, her snow-white skin looks as smooth and delicate as mutton-fat jade.

Xiao Su's eyes were instantly filled with lust, and he leaned over and kissed her neck.

His breathing was rapid, and his hot breath sprayed on Quan Jiuxi's skin, causing a shiver.

His lips were hot and eager, leaving burning marks on her neck.

Quan Jiuxi's body trembled, but he did not refuse. Instead, he indulged in Xiao Su's kiss.

Xiao Su's passionate kiss moved up along her neck, as if he wanted to devour her whole body.

Her hair fell messily in front of her forehead, swaying gently with his movements.

The temperature in the room rose sharply, and the ambiguous atmosphere was so thick that it was almost suffocating.

Xiao Su felt that she was out of breath, so his movements became a little gentler. His lips left her neck and moved to her earlobe, gently holding it. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "Ajiu, I love you."

Quan Jiuxi's eyes became blurry. She panted slightly and responded, "It should be."

Xiao Su kissed her lips again, and their breaths intertwined.

Quan Jiuxi's pajamas became more messy during this fierce entanglement, and Xiao Su's hand slowly moved up along her waistline.

At this moment, Xiao Su suddenly seemed to wake up, kissed her shoulder fiercely, sat up and calmed his breathing.

Quan Jiuxi: "..."

Quan Jiuxi was confused and tilted his head, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Su was silent for a moment, then gently held Quan Jiuxi's hand and said, "Ajiu, there's no rush."

He hasn't prepared a grand confession for Ajiu yet, so how could he be so hasty with Ajiu?

Quan Jiuxi was furious. He turned over, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes.

Xiao Su was a little nervous, "Ah..."

Quan Jiuxi didn't even open his eyes, "What? Go to sleep!"

Xiao Su: “…”

Xiao Su took a deep breath, pursed his thin lips, and his beautifully lined chin was tense, revealing his inner struggle at the moment.

Enduring the heat in his body that had not yet subsided, Xiao Su quickly walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the cold water rushed over his body.

When he came back, Quan Jiuxi had fallen into a deep sleep.

Her breathing was even and steady, and her face looked particularly peaceful in the moonlight.

Xiao Su looked at her quietly for a while, his eyes full of affection, and then he gently held her in his arms.