She had a rough guess at what he was thinking inside his head. She'd touched it inside his pocket just now.
"But…"
"But what? I have just broken my fast for a few days, and my wife just ran off just like this. These past few days when I was controlling myself, the fire was lighting up inside me. I was just waiting to be together with you to let it all out."
Was he so…direct with his words?
Leng Zhiyuan raised her head up to look at him. His gaze was hot as she stared at him. He was so eager to start that it seemed that he was about to pounce any time.
She hesitated for a moment, then she went up on her tiptoes to kiss his thin lips.
She knew that he wanted it, and she would serve him well then.
Her soft fragrant red lips touched his, and it was only then that Zhou Yao was satisfied. He closed his eyes as he pinned her soft waist and pulled her into his embrace, then he went over to remove the wet nightgown from her body.
