Wen Jing sat on the bed, her heart racing as she watched Qian Jun undress. He was like a god to her, tall and muscular with dark hair and piercing black eyes. She had been in love with him from the first they meet at school, she never thought that she could be with him, and now her dreams were finally coming true. Qian Jun walked over to her, his gaze never leaving hers. "Are you sure about this?" he asked softly, his voice deep and husky. Wen Jing nodded, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Yes... I want this." Her hands shook as she reached up to touch his face, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. He leaned down, pressing their lips together in a tender kiss. His tongue teased at her mouth, and she responded eagerly. Their bodies pressed against each other, their breaths mingling. This was so different from what she had imagined—so much more intense. Qian Jun broke the kiss, his chest heaving. "I want this to be perfect," he murmured, pulling back to lo
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