"What kind of private fun? Nonsense!"
As she spoke, she shook off Gu Yelin's hand and ran off by herself.
Watching the little woman flee in panic, Gu Yelin raised his attractive brows. After almost two months apart, he had to make up for lost time.
That night, the delicate little bunny naturally couldn't escape the big bad wolf's encirclement, and quickly succumbed.
Before passing out from exhaustion, An Yiqing had only one thought in her mind: a man pent up for two months is truly frightening.
On the chaotic bed, the man and woman were tightly embraced under the covers. The man held the woman, looking down at her sleeping form in his arms. Her long hair was damp with sweat, sticking to her face with an extra hint of allure. Her lips were slightly pouted, swollen from kisses, tempting anyone to want another taste.
He gently caressed the smooth, delicate back, his dark eyes brooding. Gu Yelin greedily watched the sleeping person, seemingly unable to get enough.
