Shi Jue slowly lowered his eyes, the half-lidded gaze casting shadows over his thick lashes, deeply focused on a figure that only one person could fill. He mimicked the techniques he had just learned, leaning down to press against those incredibly soft and pink lips.
A storm hit instantly, more intense and wild than imagined, the desires to invade and possess all transformed into the language of the body. Originally, it was Ruan Li's hands around Shi Jue's neck, but now he instinctively held her whole body in an absolute possessive embrace, seamlessly fitting, without a trace of space.
Even the rise and fall of their breaths could be clearly felt.
Muffled, heart-racing sounds reverberated in the room, Ruan Li's consciousness almost completely devoured.
