The two linked fingers as they walked into the villa.
They went upstairs, entered the master bedroom, and Mo Xiuchen pulled Wen Ran into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her as the kisses rained down...
"Mmm..."
Wen Ran gave a soft moan, closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, opened her small mouth, and passionately invited him in.
The temperature in the room rose step by step with their kisses, the thick scent of hormones diffusing inch by inch in the air, entwining from the doorway to the spacious bed.
...
"Mo Xiuchen, don't tonight,"
As Mo Xiuchen reached to pull open the drawer of the bedside table, Wen Ran quietly stopped him, her small hand clutching his arm to prevent him from taking that thing.
A hint of confusion flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, his voice hoarse, "Wen Ran... is it okay..."
"It's okay."
