"I'm ready now. You can move. I can handle the pain." Han Luo agreed to do it.
"Ah Luo…" Mo Yuan called out her name lovingly. "Let's… not do this tonight. My muscles are stiff."
Han Luo's eyes widened. "I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to…"
"It's okay," Mo Yuan kissed her left eye. "It's not your fault. You were in pain because of me."
"But…" Han Luo wanted to protest. She was feeling conflicted. She was guilty and at the same time, she didn't want to force it to happen.
"Okay, I'm pulling it out. Be prepared…. Don't clench so tight…" Mo Yuan warned her when she tightened around him out of reflex.
"Mm…" Han Luo's face turned red bashfully. She closed her subconsciously as he pulled out. Her body trembled as she sensed him taking it out. When he did, she suddenly felt empty. She quietly saw him wearing his yukata. His sexy body hid behind the clothes. She started to regret her action.
