The soft orange light gently enveloped the bed with its warmth and charm.
They had a romantic night together once, on the night he drank the wrong drink. He did everything except the final step, and besides, he had forcibly kissed her countless times before.
So, her body remembered him.
Every time, she would scream resistance in her heart, but her body inexplicably craved him.
He was too charming, and he cared for her to the extreme. A man like him, women are naturally unable to resist.
So, she was trapped under him, his ardent kisses covering her cheeks, nose, ears, lips, and neck. All she could hear was his rough and unsteady breathing, and she felt herself losing control once again, about to drown in his tenderness.
Almost being submerged in his gentle embrace.
The contradiction of psychological resistance yet physical yearning to get closer tormented her to the point of collapse.
"Sheng Qianchi, don't be like this."
