Here is the translation:
Even though it was already late autumn.
It only took a few minutes for both of them to be drenched in sweat.
Who knows how much time had passed...
The bed was incredibly soft, and Xiyan sank deeply into it as if she had no bones, bearing everything.
"You bastard, ugh... that's enough! I can't take it anymore!"
The boss surprisingly paused obediently, leaned close to her ear, and said in a husky voice, "Enough? Hmm?"
Xiyan nodded desperately, "Enough, really..."
"But..." Ou Jue let out a deep chuckle, "I'm not done yet."
"Ah!" Xiyan screamed, "Ou Jue! You! You!!"
She wanted to cry—how on earth could someone have such stamina? Why?!
Xiyan was completely out of energy, her upper body slumped against his chest, her mouth softly letting out a mix of hums and gasps.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Ou Jue reached out his arm.
With a crisp "click," the bedside lamp instantly lit up.
The surroundings were suddenly bathed in warm, orange light.
