What does home mean?
It’s a warm place where you can be free from self-restraint. If you have someone you cherish, even if you sit quietly at home without saying anything, your heart will feel content and at ease.
The two on the sofa, embraced each other, wishing they could tie themselves to one another forever.
In the past few days, though they’ve had moments of love, with Qi Xiaoqi’s presence and the people at home, they dared not be open, so even when intimate, there was always a sense of unfulfilled desire.
Now, it’s just the two of them at home, the atmosphere is perfect, and with separation imminent, naturally, they want to let go and love each other thoroughly.
"Go into the room." Cheng Su nudged him.
Qi Taiguo knew she was shy, picked her up, walked into the room, kicked the door open with one foot, closed it with his foot, and in a few quick steps, they were on the bed.
Maybe it’s because there’s no longer any restraint, or maybe it’s because they’re about to part, Cheng Su couldn’t suppress her emotions, she was simply passionate like fire.
She has thousands of facets, each of which Qi Taiguo loves.
This is his wife, his lover, the mother of his son.
There’s no reason not to love, no reason not to cherish.
Outside the window, the weather was gloomy, drizzle fell lightly, making it so cold it sent shivers down one’s spine.
But inside the room, it was like spring, warm and cozy, with screams and low growls intertwining.
Clouds dissipated, rain ceased, Qi Taiguo embraced Cheng Su, covered them with the quilt, laying on the side face-to-face, looking at each other with love in their eyes.
"Do you like it when I do that to you?" Qi Taiguo asked with a smile.
Truly defeated by him, already a grown man, yet acting like a child, so immature.
Cheng Su resisted the urge to roll her eyes, adjusted her position, and placed her foot between his legs, it was indeed quite warm.
"You’re leaving tomorrow, I’ll be left alone in the empty room, sleepless nights, and no one to be my warm companion!" Cheng Su poked his face and pouted, her voice filled with reluctance.
Qi Taiguo laughed, "Silly girl, isn’t it the same for me? As a man, my energy is even greater than yours, what will I do through the long nights?"
"Right, I have Qi Xiaoqi to keep me company, you’re alone, tsk, how pitiful." Cheng Su smiled.
As her words fell, Qi Taiguo’s face turned strange, his mouth twitched slightly, wanting to say something but hesitant.
Cheng Su didn’t see his expression, yawned, found a comfortable spot in his arms, closed her eyes, and gently inhaled his scent, truly reluctant for him to leave.

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