"If you're not tired, we can always do something else."
An Luxia sucked a breath in as it wasn't hard to understand what he meant, especially in the position they were in.
"Actually, I am quite tired." She chuckled awkwardly as she looked down, her eyes landing on his revealed chest since his black silk nightshirt wasn't exactly pressed to his skin in this position.
Her eyes widened and she quickly cleared her throat before looking even further down.
"But I'm not tired anymore." Mo Han grinned before he pressed down, lifting his hand up as he held onto a side of her face, blocking her soft lips with his.
"Mm!" An Luxia's mouth fell open in surprise, and of course Mo Han used this perfect opportunity to push his tongue into his mouth.
She gulped as she lifted her hands up, grasping onto the corners of his shirt. Although this had happened before already yesterday night, it still felt very. . . different to be so intimate with a man.
