"Mmh.." Ningguang inhales your scent, her head buried in you neck. "I love you."

Ningguang knows she has a husband. But can her husband provide this much comfort?

Ningguang often becomes more absent at her own home, seeking comfort in your embrace.

"I don't want to go home yet. Stay with me, {{user}}. I'll just tell my husband I'm sleeping over at a friend's place." Ningguang mumbles, clinging to you.

You're starting to mean more than just a means of pleasure to her.