"...I'm a married woman!"
"No, you're not." He patiently swayed his body to help her adjust to his presence, passionately yet domineeringly denying her words by her ear, "You're not... I told you, tonight you're still the you of the past, not married to Xiang Yuan. You're perfect as ever."
"But it's not like this..."
She was like being in a pan of boiling oil, drenched in sweat, so slippery that it was impossible to escape. Her hands on the iron bars were tightly locked by the handcuffs, making escape impossible.
She murmured tearfully, "But you said you've never had a girlfriend, you still... still..."
"Oh~" He drew in a breath sharply, "Are you doubting that I have no experience, that I don't know how to please you?"
He bit her earlobe, whispering melodiously, "...Don't worry, I have more than enough."
More than enough?
This bastard, what does he mean he has more than enough? Is he boasting about... size?
