"Little Chenyan, I'll let you off for now..."
The man suddenly ended it, albeit whilst still feeling a little unsatisfied, and left for a bath. The woman, on the other hand, was exhausted. She turned around and immediately fell asleep.
After the man had taken a good bath and come out, he noticed the hickeys all over her body. Only then did he realize that he had indeed gone out of control.
Perhaps it was because he had been restraining himself for so long, that when the years of suppression was unleashed, even someone as self-discipline as himself was not able to restrain the frenzy.
He recalled how she was previously crying and begging for mercy, and his heart ached a little. He gently pecked her on the forehead, causing the unconscious woman to furrow her brows.
He then hugged her slim waist from behind and inhaled the smell of her sweaty skin. This scent! It was unique and refreshing!
'It seems like the sweat of a woman is truly fragrant!'
