"Wife, you just like to be stubborn and say one thing while meaning another. Clearly, your body likes me so much, yet you refuse to admit it." Huo Beijiang's voice carried a low, hoarse allure that seemed to emanate from the depths of his throat as he spoke.
Every single word was utterly captivating.
"Admit it! You like me, you need me." Someone was immensely pleased with himself, tightly restraining the slender, beautiful body beneath him, leaving her not the slightest chance to resist.
Finally, Nan Fei gave up too, closing her eyes, resolutely ignoring him, refusing to cooperate.
Pretending to be dead.
Huo Beijiang wasn't annoyed; instead, he leisurely enjoyed the view, gazing at Nan Fei with adoring and indulgent eyes, not missing an inch from her hair to her toes. Heaven knows how much he desired her, wanting nothing more than to gaze at her forever, eternally.
