"How about not going back tonight?" Dang Yang asked softly, his voice having a unique allure in the quiet night.
An Yue: "..."
As an adult, and a well-experienced one at that, she naturally knew what he meant.
She and An Yue had already slept together, so there was no need to be pretentious about it.
But...
An Yue glanced meaningfully at a certain spot on Dang Yang: "Can you handle it?"
She had just managed to recover from what happened a couple of days ago, so what about Dang Yang?
Dang Yang's expression changed instantly, his eyes looking at An Yue with a hint of danger.
"Never ask a man if he can or can't," Dang Yang said, his voice carrying an implicit danger.
An Yue laughed, "What if I ask anyway?"
"I'll show you soon enough if I can or can't." Dang Yang's hand lightly traced a line across An Yue's palm.
"..."
Her palm tingled, the sensation spreading all the way to her heart.
Suddenly, An Yue felt a thrill, as if her whole body was coming alive.
