Tang Jin finally indulged himself in a bit of carnal pleasure, and naturally, he wasn't going to be satisfied with just a little taste. By the time Mu Jiujiu had been tossed around twice, it was already over an hour later.
After eating and drinking his fill, Tang Jin lay on the bed, feeling utterly content in body and spirit.
"Come here," Tang Jin beckoned with a wave, pulling the woman over to him.
Mu Jiujiu nestled in lazily, not wanting to move or to speak, and certainly not having the face to speak.
"Do you know what your performance just now is called?" Tang Jin pinched the woman's chin and asked. "You little minx, you clearly enjoy it, so why do you reject it every time? Do you prefer playing hard to get?"
Mu Jiujiu glared at the man annoyed. If he hadn't forced her to say those words, how could she have possibly said them? But despite her annoyance, her body genuinely couldn't resist the man's temptation; sometimes it was completely out of her control.
