When feelings run deep, everything falls naturally into place.
His kiss transformed from rough to gentle, his movements from eager to lingering. Dong Xin Yan slowly sensed his inner tenderness and deep affection; he hadn't changed, he was still her Gu Ningyi.
She slightly opened her misty eyes, looking at the man above her, her hand instinctively reaching to stroke his face.
She truly wished that between them, there was nothing but love.
She truly wished that time could linger at this moment... just a little longer.
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Even knowing she shouldn't, she still uncontrollably found herself deeply ensnared; even knowing it was wrong, she couldn't help but be tempted by her. In front of her, he always found himself lost.
Lost in her beauty, lost in her smile.
After a session of passion, the woman was utterly exhausted, softly nestled in his arms, her cheeks a rich red, the corners of her lips unconsciously lifting, sleeping sweetly.
