Ren Yaoqi looked at Xiao Jingxi in confusion, her hand resting naturally on his chest. Beneath her palm, she could feel the strong, powerful beat of his heart.

Xiao Jingxi's lips curved. He adored her current dazed and innocent appearance, a stark contrast to her usual calm and self-possessed demeanor that made her seem like a completely different person. Xiao Jingxi loved the Ren Yaoqi who was different with him than she was with others.

He lowered his head and kissed her again.

But this time, Xiao Jingxi's kiss wasn't confined to her lips. He moved away from her mouth, and a trail of delicate, dense kisses fell from below her ear, then traveled down to her neck.

Ren Yaoqi's earlobes and the pulse point on her neck were extremely sensitive, and Xiao Jingxi's touch elicited an involuntary moan from her.

"It tickles..." Ren Yaoqi arched her neck, pushed him lightly, and pleaded for mercy.

Xiao Jingxi's husky voice whispered in her ear, "Where?" His hand slowly traced a path over her cheek, her neck, and all the way down...

"Here? Here? Or here?"

Ren Yaoqi felt Xiao Jingxi's hand untie her inner garment, his palm covering her breast. She bit her lip and turned her head away, unwilling to look at the mischief-maker.

Dissatisfied with her disregard, Xiao Jingxi gently nibbled at her collarbone, his wet kisses meandering downwards until he took a certain peak into his mouth through the thin fabric of her dudou.

"Mm..." A tingling numbness instantly spread through Ren Yaoqi's entire body, causing her toes to curl involuntarily. Feeling abashed, she subconsciously tried to push away the man whose head was buried in her chest, but her body was so limp she couldn't even lift her arms.

Just as her palm finally managed to touch Xiao Jingxi's shoulder, he applied a little more force with his mouth. Somehow, Ren Yaoqi's intended push turned into an embrace.

Xiao Jingxi teased her through the thin fabric for a while as he shed his own clothes, finally removing the last layer of covering from Ren Yaoqi's body as well.

Before, there had always been layers of cloth between them. Now, this completely unobstructed, honest encounter made both their bodies heat up rapidly. The friction of skin against skin brought a sense of satisfaction to the two already lost in passion.

But as their body temperatures climbed higher and higher, this satisfaction was clearly not enough. Something inside both of them seemed to be clamoring for more.

While suckling and licking at Ren Yaoqi's chest, Xiao Jingxi's hand reached the secret place between her legs, stroking gently before tenderly probing inside.

The sharp pain made Ren Yaoqi frown. Xiao Jingxi kissed the corner of her lips comfortingly, but the movements of his hand didn't stop. As he pushed deeper, he also remembered to press the sensitive nub in front.

Under Xiao Jingxi's gentle ministrations, Ren Yaoqi's core couldn't help but grow wet. She felt an unbearable sensation building in her body. Inexperienced, she didn't know what was happening, only that she desperately craved Xiao Jingxi's light kisses at that moment. But his lips kept planting soft, scattered pecks on her cheeks and forehead. Her mind already hazy, Ren Yaoqi couldn't help but lean in herself, seeking Xiao Jingxi's lips.

Xiao Jingxi immediately responded to her, but this kiss, while still tender and lingering, was somewhat teasing and distant, far less deep than before. Ren Yaoqi's mouth felt dry. Acting on instinct, she delved into his mouth to draw out his saliva, hoping to soothe her feverish body.

Just as Ren Yaoqi was lost in a daze of passion and actively seeking his kiss, a sudden pain made her cry out. A cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead; it felt as if her body had been pried open by something hard.

Ren Yaoqi's kiss stopped because of the pain, but Xiao Jingxi's turned from passive to active, a gentle yet undeniable dominance soothing her between her lips and teeth.

Ren Yaoqi finally recovered, and the pain in her body subsided considerably.

Kissing her, Xiao Jingxi said, "Yaoyao... bear with it a little longer."

Before Ren Yaoqi could process what he meant, Xiao Jingxi thrust decisively, burying himself deep inside her body.

In that instant, Ren Yaoqi felt the world go black from the pain, and the corners of her eyes reddened involuntarily.

Xiao Jingxi slowed his movements again, planting delicate kisses on her damp temples while his hands caressed and stroked the sensitive spots on her body. He too was enduring with great difficulty, yet he waited with extreme patience for Ren Yaoqi to get used to the feeling of him inside her.

Only when Ren Yaoqi's brow gradually relaxed and her hands on his chest changed from pushing to embracing did Xiao Jingxi begin to move slowly.

Although the pain still far outweighed the pleasure, it was now within a range Ren Yaoqi could endure.

Xiao Jingxi seemed to sense that Ren Yaoqi loved his kisses, so as he searched for the right angle and tested his movements, his lips never left hers.

After an unknown amount of time, Ren Yaoqi's body finally began to grow feverish again.

Xiao Jingxi perceived this keenly, and his movements below suddenly changed from their previous languid pace to a fierce storm.

By now, Ren Yaoqi had grown accustomed to him. His thrusts made her involuntarily let out kitten-like moans. The sound made it even harder for Xiao Jingxi to restrain himself. While being careful not to hurt her, his movements became even more firm and powerful.

This intimacy continued for an unknown length of time, until Ren Yaoqi truly couldn't take it anymore and began to beg for mercy.

Xiao Jingxi cooed in her ear with his low, pleasant, husky voice, "What if I don't want to stop?"

Ren Yaoqi couldn't help but pinch him in annoyance, her slightly reddened eyes gazing at him hazily.

Her look was so alluring that Xiao Jingxi was tempted to disregard everything and just entangle with her like this until dawn. But in the end, he was still considerate of Ren Yaoqi's body, afraid she wouldn't be able to handle it on her first time. So after he released inside her for a second time, he finally spared her and stopped. Xiao Jingxi's kisses pecked lightly at the corners of her mouth and her brow, filled with an intoxicating tenderness and cherish.

Ren Yaoqi was soaked in sweat, and Xiao Jingxi was in no better state. Being held in his arms like this was naturally not the most comfortable, but she didn't want to move.

Her lost senses gradually returned. Thinking of the intimate act they had just shared, Ren Yaoqi felt a little abashed, and a little resentful of how Xiao Jingxi's assertiveness and roguishness in bed were a world apart from his usual self. But what filled her heart and soul even more was a brimming sense of joy and peace.

So this was the meaning of "To win one person's heart, to never be apart until our hair turns white."

Ren Yaoqi had read this line in books many times and had once thought she understood it. But now she realized that only at this moment, held in Xiao Jingxi's arms, did she truly comprehend its real meaning.