In Ye Che's eyes, there was a bewitching light, a soul-capturing allure. He pecked Xia Weiyi's lips and then turned over, pinning her beneath him.
"Mom said, 'man on top, woman below,' this position is conducive to us having a baby..."
Xia Weiyi's face flushed red in an instant, and Ye Che's hand wandered between her legs, gently parting them, patiently coaxing her, making sure she was fully prepared.
Xia Weiyi was very obedient and didn't refuse; she just gently closed her eyes, feeling a little shy and a little nervous.
Ye Che's hands mischievously teased her, and he said in a husky voice, "Good baby, are you ready..."
Xia Weiyi didn't speak, but the faint pink color on her body had already said it all.
She was ready...
To be Ye Che's wife...
Just as her heart was thumping wildly, eagerly awaiting the moment to arrive, Ye Che suddenly stopped moving.
Xia Weiyi opened her eyes in confusion and saw him with a twisted, strained expression on his face.
