At this moment, Sheng Qianchi's heart was surging with immense emotion like turbulent waves. He thought she was finally willing to accept him.
Each time he kissed her, he used up all the tenderness of his lifetime.
His body strongly yearned to possess her completely, but he feared she wouldn't like his dominance, or even get hurt, so he patiently suppressed the overwhelming emotions building up inside.
He looked at the woman's charming face, softly kissing the corner of her lips, waiting for her response.
However, the moment before, the woman who had been soft and seductive in his arms suddenly went quiet. She closed her eyes, breathing lightly.
He could clearly feel the passion in her body slowly dissipating, the most primal indifference spreading outward.
He suddenly didn't know what to do.
