"Mmm... mmm... mm!"
When the already slightly swollen red lips were about to be bitten until they bled, Yu Wenye finally released her. Both of them were panting, their faces flushed, and Shang Ruyi was so shy she couldn't even summon the courage to look him in the eye.
The thin quilt had already slipped off the bed when he turned over and covered her. It was already autumn, and the weather was a bit chilly, but she didn't feel cold at all.
In the hollow of her collarbones, there was even a bead of sweat glistening with a crystalline shimmer.
"Huff... huff..."
She took a few deep breaths to calm her own breathing, while the man on her seemed more impulsive than her. His arms propped on the bed on either side of her, muscles taut and bulging slightly with his breath, adding to his allure with their sweat-dampened sheen.
