The woman's soft voice made the man tremble slightly.
The invitation in her tone was unmistakably clear.
"Your... person left?" When the man spoke, his voice had already grown husky.
Lin Banxia felt incredibly shy, her small head bowed, but one delicate hand tightly clutched a corner of his clothing, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Mm!"
Seeing her shy and adorable demeanor, a ripple of emotion surged through the man's heart.
His large hand lingered, infatuated, at her slender waist.
The atmosphere was as heavy as the night outside the window.
Long fingers tilted her delicate chin upward, slightly assertive.
Without any hesitation, his thin lips captured her soft ones with domineering intensity.
The taste was as sweetly pleasant as ever.
"Is this okay?" After the lingering kiss ended, the man's voice was entirely hoarse.
Even though his body was near the breaking point, he still gently sought her consent.
