In a room, late at night.
On the messy king-sized bed, Sun Zhe and Lin Shuqing wrestled playfully, tumbling over one another. After a long while of this, Sun Zhe finally relented.
"Alright, fine. Your hands it is."
Lin Shuqing giggled and reached out to ruffle Sun Zhe's hair. "Okay, be good now. I'll give you what you want after I've rested. Besides, I'm yours now. It's not like I can run away, so why are you in such a hurry?"
She soothed him like one would a child, then sat up and began to pull at his boxer shorts.
"Lift your hips."
As Sun Zhe complied, she successfully slid the boxers down, unleashing the great dragon. The potent, masculine scent that filled the air was so strong it made her head spin and her body tremble. No words were needed; she knew exactly what to do next.
