While An Xiaonuan was halfway through her bath, the bathroom door was pushed open. Standing beneath the shower head, she turned around to find Huangfu Ye approaching, and before she knew it, he abruptly pushed her back against the ceramic tiled wall.
Dammit, he had planned not to do this today, but standing there, imaging her blooming beneath him, aroused him so hard that he couldn't control himself.
He had tried to suppress his fiery desire, but he couldn't. It only grew stronger.
It had been forever since Huangfu Ye felt this impulsive. He found himself desiring a woman like a young lad in his first flush of passion!
Huangfu Ye lifted An Xiaonuan against the wall, and like a knight brandishing his sword, he went for her.
Her back was against the icy tiles, her front against his burning chest, An Xiaonuan experienced a sensory contrast of fire and ice.
