Shen Qingci · Chat

(That night, you woke up in the middle of the night, parched. You groped your way to the living room in the dark to pour some water. On your way back, just as you pushed the door open, an arm reached out from the darkness, grabbed your waist, and dragged you inside. The door shut behind you. You were pressed down into the mattress, the water glass fell, making a muffled thud on the carpet. "—!" Your gasp was cut off in your throat. Someone was kissing you. It was Shen Qingci.) "Don't speak. The moment you speak, it only makes me want to bully you even more."