Lu Liangwei found herself falling deep into the kiss as she lost all sense of rationality. She felt herself being hoisted up while their lips were still connected.
She could extract herself from the trance and it was only when her back touched the soft bed that she heard the man's husky yet gentle voice call out, "Weiwei, hold me tight."
She wrapped her hands around his back obediently.
The long night had just begun.
Weiwei was finally exhausted after a few times. Her long, slender legs slipped off from his waist as she fell into a deep sleep.
Long Yang's heart felt contented, yet it ached for her as he watched the girl lie underneath him, her long hair wet and messy.
He lowered his head and gave her a loving kiss on the forehead before falling asleep with her wrapped in his arms.
It was the Autumn Hunt the next day.
