171: A new day begins!

Anyway, her entire being belonged to Jiang Feng, from the inside out...

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingning completely relaxed and leaned into Jiang Feng's embrace.

Breathing in his pleasant scent and feeling his strong heartbeat.

Her heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of security, like a drifting boat finally finding its harbor...

From childhood, to outsiders, she was an excellent student, a steady and reliable older sister, always taking care of her mischievous younger brother, Jiang Feng.

But only she knew that the person she relied on most was Jiang Feng...

With him by her side, even the most terrifying nightmares would disappear.

She even felt that it would be good to lean on him like this for a lifetime...

She didn't have to think about anything, as long as she could be by his side, that was enough...

A sweet smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

Soon, her breathing became even due to the sense of security, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently like tiny fans.

The girl's body was soft and light, carrying the vibrant scent of youth, like a freshly picked peach, fresh and alluring.

Even her breath carried the unique sweetness of a young girl...

Meanwhile, Zheng Yiyun on the other side remained in a stiff posture, like a frozen stone, not daring to move even a finger.

It wasn't until she heard Zhang Qingning's even breathing that she dared to slowly let out a breath, but accidentally bumped her leg against Jiang Feng's calf...

Both of them trembled simultaneously, separating quickly as if electrocuted, and the air was filled with silent ambiguity and tension, as if even the moonlight had solidified.

Zheng Yiyun's heart almost jumped out of her chest; that touch just now had scared her out of her wits, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

She could clearly feel Jiang Feng's body temperature and the lines of his muscles.

Combined with the current situation, this made her even more shy, her cheeks so hot they could fry an egg, and even her earlobes were red to the point of being purple.

She only wished for the day to break quickly, for this agonizing nightmare to end soon...

She had never felt a night so long before...

But her body, because of the touch just now, was filled with a strange sensation, like an electric current running up her spine, making her even more flustered, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

Jiang Feng could clearly feel Zheng Yiyun's stiffness and slight trembling; her breathing was still rapid, like a startled deer.

Clearly, she hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

He gently touched the back of her hand under the covers, feeling the coldness and slight sweat on her fingertips.

Jiang Feng found this three-person drama particularly stimulating; Zheng Yiyun's tension and Zhang Qingning's reliance formed a stark contrast, giving him an unprecedented sense of control.

He enjoyed this feeling of walking on the edge of danger...

He even looked forward to what would happen next; this unknown thrill excited him.

Jiang Feng yawned; he was indeed a bit tired today...

First, interacting with Bai Jie in the morning, then the tenderness with Zheng Yiyun in the evening, and then this thrilling "threesome"—even the best stamina couldn't withstand such a ordeal...

Time to sleep...

The room fell into silence, with only the breathing of three people intertwined in the air, like a chaotic yet subtle symphony.

Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting mottled shadows on the floor, slowly changing with the movement of the clouds.

Zhang Qingning lay beside Jiang Feng, clearly smelling his scent and feeling his warm body temperature, her heart both shy and sweet, like holding a melted candy, sweetness spreading from the bottom of her heart.

Zhang Qingning secretly opened her eyes, looking at Jiang Feng's profile by the faint moonlight.

His features appeared exceptionally clear in the moonlight, his nose bridge high, his lips slightly pursed; he looked so handsome even when asleep...

Her heart began to beat faster again, her eyes filled with adoration and a hint of a young girl's longing.

She hoped time could stay at this moment forever, and that day would never break...

Meanwhile, Zheng Yiyun under the covers was on pins and needles, every second felt like a year, feeling as if her bones were about to stiffen.

She could feel the auras emanating from the two people beside her.

One was innocent and sweet, like a freshly bloomed gardenia, clean and pure;

The other was hot and domineering, like a burning flame, with a strong sense of aggression...

These two distinctly different auras intertwined, filling her heart with shyness and unease, even her fingertips were trembling slightly.

Zheng Yiyun felt her nerves were about to snap, like a rubber band stretched to its limit, ready to break at any moment...

This tense and stimulating feeling made her whole body tremble slightly, and fine cold sweat seeped from her forehead, soaking the hair at her temples...

She silently prayed in her heart, hoping Zhang Qingning would sleep until dawn, hoping this difficult night would pass quickly.

But she also knew that as long as she was still on this bed, this torment would not end; every second was torture.

...

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight, like a mischievous elf, squeezed through the gap in the curtains and shone into the room.

Golden light, like countless slender threads, wove into a warm net in the air, gently awakening the sleeping world.

Outside the window, crisp bird chirps, "chirp, chirp," broke the morning's tranquility, bringing with them a vibrant breath of life.

Jiang Feng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still a bit dazed, the lazy feeling of a hangover not yet dissipated...

Zhang Qingning beside him was still fast asleep, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like tiny fans, her small face rosy and utterly adorable, with a sweet smile on her lips, clearly having had a good dream.

Jiang Feng looked at Zhang Qingning's peaceful and innocent sleeping face, a strange feeling stirring in his heart.

Although Sister Qingning was simple, she possessed the most sincere reliance and adoration; this pure emotion touched him somewhat.

But he also knew that he couldn't give her the 'only' she desired, as his world was destined to have more than one woman...

However, he would do his best to give her enough love and care, not letting her suffer any grievances...

Jiang Feng gently pulled out his arm that was being used as a pillow, his movements very light, for fear of waking Zhang Qingning.

Because it had been pillowed for too long, his arm felt a tingling numbness; he rotated his wrist a bit before it slowly eased.

Zheng Yiyun, who had been lying on the other side, was already gone, as if everything from last night was just an absurd dream that vanished without a trace upon waking.

Only a faint ambiguous scent lingered in the air, like the lingering aftertaste of a dream...

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