Feng Sheng's aura was too overpowering. Although she was not entirely conscious, she was still scared by him. She backed away from him out of fear.
However, she felt uneasy. Despite not sensing any danger in the situation, she continued pressing herself against Feng Sheng. She was squirming around and rubbing against him. "So hot. Hot."
Feng Sheng's body was frozen. The veins on the arm he had used to hold himself up on the bed were showing.
"I'll give you three more seconds. I will not be responsible for what happens after this if you don't back off."
As he looked at Luo Yangyang's dazed and confused eyes, it was as if he was hiding something within the tone of his voice.
He was a man.
A healthy man.
A healthy man with sexual organs that worked.
There were no women who dared play with him.
Luo Yangyang was as hot as a pressure cooker. She was going to explode at any time, but she did not have the outlet for it. She had heard what Feng Sheng had said, but she did not understand what he was talking about.
The only thing she knew was that his body was cold, and it felt good pressing up to him like that. So she got closer to him and said, "I'm hot. So hot."
"You asked for this!" Luo Yangyang's moans sounded like she was crying. That was the last straw for Feng Sheng. He pressed his lips onto her soft pink ones.
That wonderful night, Luo Yangyang was like someone who was grabbing hold on to a piece of floating wood because they were about to drown. She held on to Feng Sheng with all her might. She did not allow him to separate from her even for a second.
In the midst of their lovemaking, her breathing became more and more rapid. When she reached her climax, her brain felt like it had exploded into nothingness. Her petal-like lips could not help but call out, "Ah, Feng Yi!"
At that moment, it was like someone had poured a bucket of ice water over Feng Sheng's scorching hot body. The coldness seeped through his skin and penetrated deep into his bones.
"What did you say just now?" Feng Sheng grabbed Luo Yangyang's jaw. His eyes were wild and savage, and his face was dripping with sweat. He called out like he was about to destroy the world, "Whose name did you call?"
He was still young. He was not deaf yet. This woman had called out another man's name while she was under him!
Not to mention, it was his younger brother's name!
It was like her lower jaw was about to be crushed. Luo Yangyang looked at Feng Sheng with an innocent yet aggrieved look. She had no idea what had happened. She wanted to push him away because she was in pain, but her thin arms did not have the energy to do so.
"Hurts." Her lips were slightly apart. Luo Yangyang was in so much pain that tears began falling from her eyes. She started complaining about how Feng Sheng was being rough with her.
"Hurts?" Looking at the soft and cute Luo Yangyang, Feng Sheng knew she was confused and lost. It seemed like he would be unable to get anything out of her anymore. However, he was furious. With anger in his eyes, he said, "Luo Yangyang, I'll let you know what real pain is tonight!"
Feeling as if his pride and dignity as a man had been mocked and underestimated, he was enraged.
The night was dark.
Luo Yangyang teetered along the line of pain and pleasure. She was toyed over and over again by Feng Sheng following his rhythm.
The night was absurd, and they were deeply intertwined with each other. It was so absurd that the wheels of fortune changed. They could no longer tell who was the one that was going crazy over the other, and who was the one that was being melted in the other's embrace.
The moon went down and the sun rose.
By the time Luo Yangyang woke up the next day, it was already noon.
After opening her eyes, she instinctively wanted to get up.
However.
"Ouch." Before she could get up, she let out a groan and fell down to the bed. She was sore all over.