She was wearing a silk nightgown tonight, the smooth texture made her feel like a slippery little eel.
He tried to catch her, but couldn't, as she was deliberately playing a little hiding game with him.
Being teased by her like this, he felt as if a fire was burning inside him...
Suddenly, he lifted the quilt, rolled over, and wrapped her in his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her.
This kiss was somewhat out of control, somewhat frantic.
As he kissed her, he tugged at her robe, making her heart race wildly.
He suddenly stopped.
His handsome face slightly reddened, in the dark, his breathing was rapid and heavy...
"He Yingdong, what's... what's wrong?"
She had never seen him give up halfway before.
Now, he inexplicably stopped.
After a long time, he released her, "I'm going to take a shower..."
After her moment of surprise, he got off the bed.
She reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.
