The two lay embraced.
Both of them were breathing heavily.
Though they remained silent, their faces radiated satisfaction and nostalgia.
Xu Wendong's arm was tightly wrapped around Lin Yiren's waist; her slim and soft waist felt like it contained boundless vitality and sensual allure.
Lin Yiren's head rested on Xu Wendong's broad and solid chest, where she could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat, each beat like a steady drum that echoed in her heart, bringing infinite peace and warmth.
Xu Wendong slightly turned his body, his fingers gently sliding down Lin Yiren's back, her skin smooth like satin, delicate and taut with an alluring sheen. In the dim light, she presented a deadly temptation.
Lin Yiren shivered slightly, not from the cold, but because the soft touch spread through her body like an electric current, stirring gentle ripples deep within her heart.
