Go home?
Su Chaoyang thought she was joking!
Coming to tease him this late and now intending to walk away without a care!
This wasn't a way to ruffle someone's feathers!
If he just let her go like this, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, tossed in torment!
"You think... I'd let go?" His palm heated against her waist, through her clothes. Mu Xiangwan felt like she was being seared by a ball of fire.
Hearing his deep voice carrying a thread of danger, Mu Xiangwan's heart skipped a beat. Looking up into his soft, limitless gaze, she forgot what she wanted to say.
These days, they saw each other every day, but due to Su Chaoyang's injury, their intimacy was at most kisses and caresses.
Over the past two days, the wounds on his head had been healing well. The bandages weren't as thick as before, and his leg wounds were recovering nicely. However, he was now brimming with lust.
