Feng Xi flinched at his touch and she tilted her head. Yu Han peppered kisses on the bane of her neck, his hands slowly moving down her bare arms to rest above her hands. Their fingers intertwined together and they surrendered to each other to this newfound feeling of being affectionate with each other.
The aphrodisiacs mixed with tea made them lose their senses completely. They had completely forgotten about the fight, the arguments they had with each other earlier.
A low eliciting moan escaped Feng Xi's mouth as Yu Han nipped her skin on the shoulder, leaving a red mark behind.
He twirled her, their gazes locked with each other. Yu Han took her hands and put them on his shoulders as he lingered his eyes on her lips.
"Why did you say earlier that you hate me? Am I that hateful to you?" Yu Han, being in still senses, asked her a question.
