Habamoto Youko hadn't eaten her fill and wanted to end the date early. She quickly set down her utensils and elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth. "Mr. Aoyama, I'm done eating."
"Come here," Aoyama Xiu Xin beckoned.
Puzzled, Habamoto Youko stood up and walked over.
Aoyama Xiu Xin grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap, to which Habamoto Youko offered no resistance.
With the warm and soft beauty in his arms, it was a delight to his heart and soul.
"Now that you're full, it's my turn to eat," Aoyama Xiu Xin murmured seductively as he caressed her silk-clad long legs and ground his cheek against her face.
Startled, Habamoto Youko instinctively tried to break free but was held tightly around her slender waist. Dodging Aoyama Xiu Xin's advancing lips, she said flusteredly and in panic, "Mr. Aoyama, please don't, this is too fast. Give me a little more time."
She could sense Aoyama Xiu Xin's determination to possess her completely, an unprecedented panic.
