He wanted her.
From the very beginning.
Wen Yanqing pressed her against the table and released the desire that had been trapped inside of him.
Wen Yanqing's sudden attack caught Lin Gantang off-guard, and in an instant, she lost her reserve.
The smacking sounds made one blush.
His dominance and refusal of being rejected made Lin Gantang's heart tremble - she had no way to decline.
She was afraid of falling, so she reached out to hold his firm waist. After bathing, his slightly cold skin became hot under her palm.
While panting, Lin Gantang turned her head to avoid his request. "The door isn't closed..."
Wen Yanqing bit her sensitive earlobe and his breathing became heavy. "Closing the door... Is that enough? What time does Uncle sleep?"
Lin Gantang's heart raced when she thought of the sudden interruption in their relations in the morning.
