Yu An had finally figured it out: Ao Wu was an expert at twisting everything, turning any topic, no matter how innocent, into something lewd!
Still, after all this commotion, she certainly wasn't sleepy anymore.
With a gentle push, Yu An sent Ao Wu tumbling onto the bed. She then climbed on top of him, saying, "Alright then, let's give it a try. Show me what you've learned."
"I didn't learn it from anyone," Ao Wu said stubbornly, shifting his position. "I'm self-taught."
Yu An chuckled. "Oh, you. Of all the parts on your body, your mouth is definitely the hardest!"
"Nonsense."
Ao Wu buried his face against her lower abdomen and planted a kiss there. "There are clearly other places."
Much harder.
He adjusted his position, half-kneeling on the bed. With a soft tug, the thin fabric covering her was pulled open.
Pink curtains hung around the bed. As the bed began to rock, the curtains swayed uncontrollably.
As her mind grew hazy, Yu An had only one thought—
