088 The Ginger Couple's First Intimacy

The night was deep, and the moonlight was cool.

Jiang Jinsang leaned halfway out, close to Tang Wan. The two had no other physical contact, but their faces were too close, their breaths entangled.

It seemed as if even the chilly moonlight had taken on a hint of warmth.

"Wanwan—" his voice was low.

Every word seemed to roll a hundred times in his throat, casual yet as if he had drunk the strongest liquor. It felt thick and scalding in her ears.

It made one's ears feel hot.

Tang Wan slept heavily, perhaps by instinct or a sixth sense, she felt a pair of eyes watching her.

Feeling extreme danger, she curled up in the blanket, slightly adjusting her position.

Jiang Jinsang hadn't drunk much tonight, and the cool breeze on his way back left him completely sober, but at that moment, his head felt heavy as if he were seven or eight parts drunk, and somehow, he drew closer.

Tang Wan wasn't drunk or unconscious, and he didn't dare to be too bold...