"Then let's go to your room," Dang Yang mumbled.
"..."
An Yue really thought Dang Yang was particularly obsessed, practically a sex maniac, as if he hadn't touched a woman in eight lifetimes.
Feeling this was not enough, Dang Yang embraced An Yue and spun her around, pressing her against the thick trunk of a tree, kissing her forcefully.
An Yue alternately grabbed at her clothes and his misbehaving hands, flustered.
Dang Yang controlled himself briefly, slowly releasing An Yue, but kept his hands planted on the trunk, trapping An Yue between his chest and the tree, his dark eyes gazing deeply at her, "Where to?"
His breath sprayed onto An Yue's face, both hot and hurried...carrying undisguised desire.
"I'm going home to sleep, and you should go to your own home to sleep," An Yue said, her voice a bit breathless.
From being kissed.
"Or... find a secluded spot in the community?" Dang Yang asked.
He paid no mind to An Yue's refusal.
