This *** pleasure is like an endless descent into debauchery, where the fall itself comes with the thrill of plummeting down.
Moreover, Mo Shichen has always been quite the expert in this regard.
...
By the end, it was past midnight. Wen Yi was already tired at this time, not to mention that the vigorous exercise had just about depleted all her energy. After cleaning up, she lay down beside the man, her eyelids heavy, occasionally letting out a yawn.
Mo Shichen held her in his arms, quite the opposite of her, appearing very energetic as he lay on his side facing her. He playfully pinched her cheek with his fingers while softly saying, "Yiyi, you couldn't be feeling lonely and just wanted to hook up for a quickie, hm?"
