The tighter you clench your fist, the faster the sand slips away.
Back when she chose to be with Jiang Tao, she had already done her psychological prep work.
He Jing tilted her head up, her beautiful eyes meeting Jiang Tao's gaze. Her eyes flicked at the double bed leaning against the wall, and she breathed out softly:
"Carry me over there."
"As you command."
Jiang Tao exerted a bit of strength with both hands and lifted He Jing up from the floor.
He Jing weighed just over a hundred jin; for Jiang Tao, whose Constitution had already reached 170+, it was like picking up a doll.
Whoosh~
The curtains were drawn, and the room instantly fell into darkness.
In the dimness, one piece of clothing after another was tossed onto the floor.
An hour later…
After Jiang Tao got dressed, he lowered his head and kissed He Jing's full, fair forehead.
Only then did he turn around and push the door open to leave, under her reluctant gaze.
