"Rogue..."
"But, someone has been fond of this rogue for quite a while," Su Chaoyang said. His clothes were disheveled, and she was leaning against him, soft and delicate. This scene was indeed a great test to his self-restraint.
Mu Xiangwan was breathless from the passionate kissing. She felt dizzy, as if she would faint at any moment.
His deep voice became more hoarse due to the passion. His whispers stirred the girl's already weakened resolution. Mu Xiangwan's face turned more crimson, and she trembled slightly.
Understanding his silent invitation, she felt more uneasy. Even though she knew he would take responsibility, when she thought about her first time, she still hesitated. She remained silent, biting her lip.
Su Chaoyang watched her, taking in her restless and hesitant expression, and felt a deep sense of compassion.
Even though he knew she wouldn't resist if he were to continue, he still didn't want to impose on her like this.
