"What shouldn't I do, High Priest?" Ovis didn't call her Wu Luo as he felt that, in this situation, calling her High Priest could excite him to trembling.
Gu Shengyin barely kept her mind clear, reaching out to hold down Ovis's hand that was mischievously moving on her body.
"Stop, Ovis." Her voice was still a bit breathless, but her tone was firm.
Ovis, somewhat unsatisfied, hugged her tightly, making her keenly aware of his desire.
"It's suffering, and I'm suffering too," he said with implied meaning.
"Do you really have the heart to ask me to stop?" There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
A man like this, talking to you in such a tone, was simply breaking the rules.
Gu Shengyin almost didn't hold on and wavered.
Fortunately, she maintained a bit of clarity and managed to calm herself, repeating her earlier words: "Stop, Ovis."
Ovis looked at her carefully, confirmed she really was unwilling, and although it was difficult, he withdrew his hand as she had asked.
