"Even if I'm taking a concubine, you're still my wife. What do you think I'm doing?" Xie Jinbai chuckled, his voice low. "Don't refuse me, Yaoyao."
With one hand, he held her knee, while the other slowly, deliberately traced a path up from the hollow behind it, gently kneading and caressing her skin.
His lips captured her earlobe, and he asked her again and again, "Do you want me?"
The young woman beneath him said nothing. A light mist clouded her bright, almond-shaped eyes, the rims red as she stared up at him, her eyelids half-lowered.
Now and then, a stifled moan escaped her throat.
The sound made it difficult for Xie Jinbai to restrain himself.
'This girl has always been a stubborn one.'
He stopped insisting on getting an answer from her and quickly convinced himself...
'Silence means she agrees by default.'
With that thought, he leaned down without hesitation and kissed the lips of the young woman in his arms.
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