Ruan Jiaojiao felt her heart racing, pounding with no rhythm at all, her head spinning dizzily. She lost the ability to think, letting him lead her away, through the clouds, across the sea, and over grassy valleys. It was free, sweet, and thrilling.
After a long while, Fu Zhinian finally let her go. Ruan Jiaojiao’s legs felt weak, and she had to rely on the arm he had wrapped around her waist to keep from collapsing to the floor. Fu Zhinian was also visibly stirred; his breath was short, and his chest heaved heavily. Neither of them spoke, both struggling to steady their racing hearts.
Fu Zhinian was the first to recover. He traced the edge of her lips with his thumb, whispering with a touch of apology, "You're a little swollen. I’m sorry, I couldn't hold back just now."
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