As they spoke, he had already turned over and pinned her down, his palm slowly rubbing her waist, as if intending to remove something but also not quite doing it.
Knowing full well what he was going to do next, he still delayed any action. Tang Nian's blood was successfully ignited by him, and she arched her body upwards, hinting for him to hurry up.
"Do you want it?" he asked her by her ear.
Tang Nian bit her lip, saying nothing.
Clearly, it was he who wanted it, yet it seemed like she was the one wanting now. No matter how she thought about it, Tang Nian felt dissatisfied. Even if she did want it, she still wouldn't say it. Did he expect her to actually beg him?
Tang Mubai was always very patient, and even with such matters, he wasn't someone who rushed things.
He kissed her earlobe and said, "Tell me, do you want it, hmm?"
As he asked, his hand had already lifted her skirt, fingers playing like a piano, seeking and exploring every sensitive spot on her body.
