Chapter 717
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When he entered her body, he felt a little dizzy.
This was not the first time they had done it, but it was the first time he had done it in his conscious state.
The previous two times had felt like a dream. Even though it was beautiful, when he woke up the next day, other than the feeling of exhaustion, the beautiful moments with her felt surreal.
But it was different now. His senses were so real. He could clearly feel her tenderness, her blood, her shyness, her shyness, her modesty … and her warmth.
Su Zhinian paused for a long time before he recovered. He slowly kissed Song Qingchun and started to move.
The sharp stimulation caused both of them to gasp involuntarily. She subconsciously gripped his shoulders, and he instinctively hugged her waist.
The temperature in the room rose, and the atmosphere between them became more intense.
In their eyes, there was nothing else but each other.
He loved her, and she loved him, but some love could only be expressed in such a way.
His grip on her became heavier and heavier like he was going to knock her off her feet. The more he loved, the more forceful he was.
When it ended, she was exhausted, and so was he. They collapsed in bed at the same time, hugging each other tightly, and both of them fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Song Qingchun opened her eyes at the break of dawn.
The passion from the previous night had caused her whole body to ache. She wiggled lazily in Su Zhinian's arms before turning around to look at him.
His eyes were closed, and he was fast asleep.
Song Qingchun stared at him for a long time before pulling the cover off, crawling out of his embrace, and getting out of bed.
She went to the bathroom and took a quick shower to wash off her body. She found a set of clean clothes and put them on. Then, she started to pack her things.
Her movements were light, and her footsteps were soft. She did not wake him up.
She placed her bag on the sofa and slowly walked back to the bed. She stared at the sleeping Su Zhinian for a while, and a tear slid down her face. She quickly turned around, grabbed her bag, and snuck out of the room.
Song Qingchun hailed a taxi at the entrance of the hospital. Before she got into the car, she sent Auntie Su a message to tell her that she had already left.
Without waiting for Auntie Su's reply, she put away her phone, opened the car door, and bent down to get into the car.
She told the taxi driver the address, and the car quickly started, speeding away from the hospital.
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Song Qingchun did not know that before she sent the message, Auntie Su was already standing before the hotel window, staring at the hospital entrance.
After Auntie Su received her message, she immediately made a call and let out a long sigh. She entered the bathroom, washed up, and tidied up before heading to the hospital across the street.
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Song Qingchun had no idea that when she woke up, Su Zhinian had woken up as well.
He knew that she was going to leave, so he pretended to be asleep. He listened to her bathing, listened to her packing, listened to her breathing as she stood by the bed and watched him … and then listened to the sound of her leaving step by step.
After she entered the elevator, he abruptly opened his eyes. He had yet to fully recover from his injuries, so he forced himself to climb out of bed with difficulty.
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