She really didn't want to scream that loud and embarrass herself.
...
An Yue's mouth hurt.
It really hurt.
Earlier when Dang Yang was going at it like crazy, she didn't dare scream too loud, so she held it in. Later, when she couldn't stand it anymore, she bit down on her lip to stifle it, biting so hard that her lower lip ended up hurting.
An Yue gently touched her lips with her hand. It hurt even more upon touching it, and she glared angrily at the culprit beside her, frowning: "You're still here?"
Finish up and leave quickly.
Staying here, waiting to get caught in bed?
Dang Yang looked at An Yue with a teasing smile, his hand gently caressing her thigh under the covers: "I want more, let's rest for a bit and go again."
Being so young, how could he be satisfied with just once?
Haven't you heard that saying? At twenty, a man has all-day urges; thirty, even more; forty, every night; fifty, every month; sixty, every year...
