This entanglement lasted for nearly an hour before Beitang Yao withdrew from her body, then lifted her up and carried her to the sofa, letting her lie there while he took out some tissues, wiping away the remnants of their joy.
Even he found it unbelievable that he had taken her for over an hour while standing, changing various intimate positions, and on her face, he saw her shyness and hidden delight. He knew she felt it, she just concealed her feelings well.
No woman had ever been able to withstand his hour-long frenzy and possession, except for Xia Qingqian! It seemed he had indeed underestimated her, with her gentle and weak demeanor, she was actually quite formidable.
He turned his head, looking at Xia Qingqian lying on the sofa with faint breaths, feeling a stirring within him. Although she could accompany him to the heights for so long, afterward she was so weak, like a clay doll lying delicately beside him.
