In the eyes of Huo Sicheng, Gu Qingcheng's charm was fully displayed. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, her body almost pressed against his.
The thin fabric of her clothing allowed him to clearly feel the softness of Gu Qingcheng's upper body.
His breathing became erratic, and so did his heart.
"Do you know what you're saying?" he asked in a low, husky voice.
Gu Qingcheng acted coquettishly in Huo Sicheng's embrace.
"Of course I know what I'm saying."
Huo Sicheng's breathing grew heavier, his deep, black phoenix eyes burning with desire as he stared at Gu Qingcheng.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and in a hoarse voice, he asked Gu Qingcheng, "Are you sure about what you said? That tonight you belong to me?"
Gu Qingcheng looked at Huo Sicheng, unable to restrain his emotions, a cunning glint in her eyes, and shyly smiled.
"Yes, I said tonight you belong to me."
