Lu Qingyan drove back to the hotel.
Worried about Jiang Nanshu's health, he stayed with her again.
Jiang Nanshu sat warily on the sofa, deliberately avoiding the bed, "You go to sleep first, I'm too full to sleep right now."
"I'm sick now, don't even think about touching me!"
Lu Qingyan: "..."
Although he had developed a taste for it, he wasn't such a beast.
He felt somewhat annoyed, but his expression didn't show it.
That day, because it was their first time and he was nervous, he hadn't had much time to explore, so it ended in half an hour. Jiang Nanshu refused to go another round, so he ended up just holding her as they slept.
He reflected on himself for many days afterward, feeling he hadn't performed well.
He approached her, sometimes feeling he shouldn't be too gentle with Jiang Nanshu, but he couldn't bear to see her in discomfort, so he always went along with her wishes.
He didn't force her, as long as she was comfortable and happy, that was all that mattered.
