The night was hazy, a gentle breeze swayed, and under the watery light, the man's gaze was so tender it could drown a person.
"Sister Yue..."
The magnetic and husky voice of the man completely bewitched Yun Yue's mind, causing her to get gradually lost.
Yun Yue's hands climbed around his neck, deepening the kiss.
...
The next day, Yun Yue didn't wake up until noon.
It was a breathless near-suffocation that roused her, and her mind was still somewhat fuzzy.
Seeing the face so close to hers, there was nothing left that Yun Yue didn't understand!
Feeling her movements, Xiao Chen lifted his head with a thread still hanging from his lips, and staring at her moist, pouting lips, he asked contently, "You're awake?"
"You... mm..."
Before Yun Yue could speak, he silenced her again. Last night he was like a beast gone mad, and she felt as if her entire body had fallen apart, sore all over.
He seemed not to give her any chance to resist, overwhelmingly dominant.
