On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

Looking at Su Yuqing's moist and alluring lips, her cheeks flushed red and delicate like the purest white porcelain, and her misty eyes filled with shyness, dependence, and a hint of being ignited by intangible emotions... all of this seemed to be a silent summons, throwing a boulder into the still lake of Chen Mo's heart, stirring up long-suppressed waves.

His hand, which had been gently stroking her cheek, trembled slightly, as if drawn by an invisible thread, slowly sliding down the soft lines of her profile.

Every subtle movement contained a tormenting test, and his fingertips finally gently stopped at the edge of her delicate jawline, lifting her up lightly, forcing her to once again meet his gaze that almost burned her.

"Are you alright?" His voice was deeper than the night, each syllable seemed to carry warmth, brushing heavily against her ear and landing on her almost disordered heart.

Su Yuqing's heart was pounding like a wild horse.

Forced into the vortex of his deep eyes, where the surging emotions were so intense they suffocated her.

Overwhelmed with shyness, she instinctively wanted to close her eyes again, but she could still feel herself being held captive by that focused and burning gaze.

Chen Mo's fingertips, radiating an astonishing warmth, lingered extremely slowly, with an indescribable tenderness and a deeper longing, on the edge of her lips, which were slightly moistened with shyness.

That slight, warm caress seemed to trigger the most secret switch, a subtle yet intense current instantly surged through her nerve endings, causing her body to tremble slightly, and an unconscious, indistinct murmur, like a sigh, to escape from her throat.

The faint response was like dry tinder thrown into a raging fire.

Chen Mo's eyes suddenly darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed in suppressed emotion.

He was no longer content to linger; he increased the pressure of his thumb slightly, with a sense of declaration.

Then, he lowered his head, and that warm shadow descended once more, clearly targeting that alluring crimson.

This time, the approach was no longer hesitant and tentative, but rather filled with a deeper fascination and an almost instinctive eagerness to explore further, like a traveler finally setting foot on a longed-for sacred place.

It was no longer a fleeting touch, but a deeper and closer entanglement and fusion, as if trying to absorb every last bit of each other's essence and the sweetness deep within their souls.

His tongue, with undeniable force, pried open her slightly closed teeth, revealing a deeper, warm, and moist secret space to him.

He pursued that timid, shy, and evasive tenderness with both force and gentleness, entwining, sucking, and enticing it until it responded awkwardly and timidly.

Every seemingly close yet distant touch triggers a deeper, more greedy grab.

"Hmm..." Su Yuqing was completely disoriented in this thorough integration.

Her consciousness was completely banished, and her body became as soft and powerless as spring lake water. She could only cling tightly to his firm embrace, letting herself sink into the vortex of his overwhelming aura and power.

In this state of decadence, unfamiliar and overwhelming pleasure surged like deep-sea waves, one after another crashing against the shores of her senses.

Each intertwining brought a shiver that shot straight to her head, causing her fingertips to curl and her toes to tense.

Her passive and awkward response only fueled Chen Mo's even stronger and deeper desire to communicate.

In the cramped space, the air was thick with their rapid breathing and their secret, continuous whispers, as if their souls were merging, creating an atmosphere that made hearts race and ears burn. On the television screen, the light and shadow of the deep sea flowed and shifted silently, the eerie blue glow illuminating their silhouettes, almost merging into one.

The cool air from the air conditioner spun futilely, unable to dispel the rapidly rising, almost tangible, scorching temperature in this small area.

Chen Mohuan's arms around her waist and shoulders tightened, as if he wanted to crush her completely and embed her into his own bones and blood.

He kissed her deeply, with an almost uncontrollable obsession, absorbing everything about her.

His other hand had already slid down from her chin, down her slender neck, and, with a burning heat, slowly moved and caressed her thin back through the thin fabric, arousing her wave after wave of more intense shivers.

The rustling of their clothes rubbing together, intertwined with their barely suppressed breaths, creating a most intimate and alluring melody in the depths of the quiet night, a melody unique to the two of them.

Su Yuqing felt as if she were in the eye of an emotional storm, completely surrounded and enveloped by Chen Mo's surging aura and strong arms.

That unfamiliar yet irresistible extreme experience made her both flustered and intoxicated, and she could only clutch the fabric of his shirt even tighter, like a drifter grasping at the only support in the boundless deep sea.

A conscious mind rises and falls in the turbulent tides, leaving only the most primal sensory experiences—the burning and force of his lips and tongue, the scalding touch and power of his palms, the frantic heartbeat beneath his chest, just like his own…

Just as Chen Mo's large hand began to uncontrollably move from her back to her front, touching the two softest spots, Su Yuqing suddenly woke up.

Her slender fingers pressed firmly against Chen Mo's solid chest, the warmth of her palms seeping through the thin fabric, pushing him away slightly.

"Ugh... Chen Mo! Wait a minute..." Her voice was filled with the gasps of someone struggling to escape from a whirlpool, mixed with a clear sense of urgency and a hint of pleading clarity.

This sudden action, marked by clear resistance, was like an icicle piercing a burning dream.

Chen Mo's whole body stiffened abruptly, and his surging, burning desire was instantly frozen.

Those deep eyes, which had been brimming with intense fascination and longing just seconds before, now clearly showed a hint of surprise, which was then overwhelmed by a heavy, profound sense of apology and deep self-reflection.

As if electrocuted, the hand that was touching the forbidden high ground was abruptly withdrawn in annoyance.

The arms around her waist quickly lost most of their strength, only loosely and cautiously protecting her.

In the living room, only the deep blue light and shadow of the deep sea flowed silently on the television screen, constantly changing as it was projected onto the wall.

The thick, almost dripping sweet desire in the air was instantly replaced by a huge and clear sense of embarrassment and tension.

Only the two of them, struggling to suppress their heavy, disordered breathing, could still be clearly heard, along with Su Yuqing's rapidly accelerating heartbeat, echoing in their ears.

Seeing Chen Mo's frustrated and guilty expression, Su Yuqing felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart and immediately reached out to tightly grasp the hand he had just withdrawn.

"I...I'm sorry..." Her voice was barely audible, almost drowned out by her gasps. (End of Chapter)