Having filled out the invitation, Daying still held onto Nan Feng's hand, refusing to let go.
Nan Feng turned to look at him, but he only kept looking at Nan Feng, his eyes warmly filled, carrying a passionate aura.
Nan Feng smiled at her, and in the light of the candles, her smile was extremely charming. To Daying, her smile was carrying a message.
Then, he put down the pen and touched her lips lightly, to which she responded in kind.
As the pen was put down, her body was pulled towards him. Perhaps due to the warmth of the room, Nan Feng didn't even feel her clothes sliding off, not until she was lifted onto the bed.
Would he conquer her tonight?
Should she agree?
It didn't matter anymore, she had come this far, she had nothing much to hide.
Her reaction left Daying baffled, but of course, he wouldn't let her go that easily. He seized her shoulder: "What's wrong?"
She apologized to Daying: "I... I'm on my period."
