Zhuo Junyue supported himself with one hand beside her ear, looking down at her.
His gaze was so intense that Su Ningyan's heart raced.
She gently turned her face away, lacking the courage to continue looking at him.
Otherwise, she feared her heart would beat so fast that it would eventually give her heart disease.
The next second, Zhuo Junyue turned her face towards him and kissed her.
His kiss was like a cup of fine wine, making her drunk, too.
She only felt her body become light, as if she was walking on clouds.
After a long time, Su Ningyan realized her top buttons had been undone by him, without knowing when.
Zhuo Junyue was particularly patient tonight, and Su Ningyan felt hot all over.
She opened her eyes, somewhat puzzled why her uncle hadn't taken action tonight.
"Husband..."
Su Ningyan called softly twice, Zhuo Junyue's lips curled slightly, "Wife, what's wrong?"
Su Ningyan was exasperated, at this moment, in bed, what else could she do?
