Chapter 809
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Only the dim lamp in the bedroom was on, and it dyed the room a light, warm, and comforting hue.
Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun lay side by side on the bed, and there was about two centimeters of space between them.
This was not the first time they had shared the same bed, but this was the first time they had shared the same bed after their hearts were connected.
Before this, whenever they had done the deed, he had been drunk twice, and she had been clueless the other time. However, things were different now. Even though they were already together, there was still a psychological barrier around certain taboos.
The night was quiet, and neither of them initiated a conversation. They could hear each other's breathing.
Neither of them felt sleepy. After lying in the same position for a long time, both of them felt a little uncomfortable. When he turned over, she also turned over, and then their hands accidentally touched each other.
Song Qingchun's fingers trembled, and then she felt the man's warm hand wrap around her soft hand.
He squeezed her hand tenderly, and then clasped his fingers together.
An indescribable sweetness and beauty radiated from their intertwined palms, and the atmosphere in the room became incredibly warm and comfortable.
Time was peaceful, and this was probably what it was like now.
Two people did not have to be in love to be happy. Just lying together like this, holding each other's hands, feeling the sweat on each other's palms, would be blissful.
Su Zhinian was really satisfied. When he felt the satisfaction in Song Qingchun's heart, he felt even more satisfied. He could not help but squeeze her hand even tighter. Then he told her, who was about to fall asleep, "Good night, Tingting."
Song Qingchun turned around to face Su Zhinian. She looked at the man's profile, which was facing the ceiling, and she smiled. "Su Zhinian, good night."
Su Zhinian could not help but turn around to face Song Qingchun as well.
The two of them lay on their own pillows, and under the dim light, they looked at each other.
Song Qingchun, who was prone to drowsiness, soon gave out. Her eyelids started to struggle, and before she fell asleep, Su Zhinian could not help but call her name. "Tingting?"
"Hmm?" Song Qingchun tried her best to open her eyes. She stared into his glowing eyes and answered softly.
Even though he had decided to be with her, Su Zhinian was still worried. He tightened his grip on her hand and asked slowly, "Tingting, I'm going to ask you one last time, do you really not regret this?"
Song Qingchun's face fell immediately. She glared at Su Zhinian and said in a harsh tone, "Su Zhinian, do you want to get beaten up again?"
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Facing Song Qingchun's anger, Su Zhinian's expression softened. He reached his arm around Song Qingchun's neck and said, "Tingting, if you regret this in the future and I don't let you go, don't blame me."
When Song Qingchun heard that, the expression on her face changed instantly. She chuckled twice and found a comfortable position to lie down on Su Zhinian's shoulder. "I won't complain, I won't."
Su Zhinian smiled internally as he lowered his head to plant a goodnight kiss between her brows.
Song Qingchun's eyes curved into a smile when she felt his kiss. She snuggled into his embrace and soon fell asleep.
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