Qin Mu's not-so-long nails instantly dug into the solid spine, adding some scratch marks to the perfect lines of his back.
Qin Mu was forced to tilt her head back, having to endure his fierce kissing attack before her chin was crushed.
After the passion, Qin Mu lay on the bed, struggling to catch her breath, her mouth dry and tongue parched.
Mu Yichen went downstairs wearing his pajamas and brought back a cup of water, picking her up from the bed and holding her in his arms, looking at her smugly.
"Does Mrs. Mu need some water?"
"What else could I drink?"
Qin Mu's hoarse voice questioned him.
Mu Yichen laughed even more smugly; if she weren't feeling so uncomfortable, he would really want to tease her, but for now, he just fed her water first.
After Qin Mu finished drinking, she felt like she had been dead in the desert for several days, and finally came back to life.
Mu Yichen released her, turned his head to place the cup down, while Qin Mu sat nearby lazily watching him.
