Sensing her uncontained impatience, Huo Shaoheng paused. His voice was low, carrying a tinge of emotion and raspiness he failed to detect in himself. "Darling, be patient, I'll give it to you right away, just hold on a bit longer."
This time he used neither his hands, nor his kisses.
...
C City was still very cold during the evenings in the end of March.
Huo Shaoheng's house was set to a mild temperature all year long and had a central air conditioning, so it didn't feel too cold or hot.
However he had just experienced an unprecedented and intense "workout," so he was feeling mixed emotions and needed so refresh himself with cold water.
The cold water sloshed over his head like a bucket of a cold water. He felt his mixed emotions slightly subside.
I'll pretend this was just a mission, like the hundreds and thousands before.
Although this mission was more erotic and had less difficulty, it was just a mission nevertheless.
