Gu Yixuan didn't mind at all, delicately nibbling on her fingers.
His tongue lightly swept across the pads of her fingers, causing waves of tingles.
Mo Ran feared he would get serious and hastily begged for mercy, "I'm wrong, okay? Please let me go."
"Too late," the man said with a seductive smile, his sturdy, perfect body covering hers.
One hand rested on her chest while the other caressed her waist, then slowly moved downward.
"Don't!" Mo Ran pressed his hand, chiding him.
In that posture, with a coquettish charm in her eyes and brows, she exuded an enchanting allure.
Gu Yixuan's eyes darkened, his throat involuntarily rolling a few times.
The hand on her chest suddenly increased pressure, causing her to let out a soft moan. That sound undoubtedly acted as a catalyst, sending Gu Yixuan's desire surging even more intensely.
He kissed her lips fervently, eager to strip off their clothes.
"Gurgle—gurgle—"
"What's that sound?" Gu Yixuan lifted his head, asking in confusion.
