Song Ya was half-asleep, half-awake.
Just a moment ago under Ye Tian's acupuncture, her entire body felt extremely comfortable.
In a daze, she temporarily forgot many of her worries.
For a moment, she forgot that Ye Tian was treating her and thought it was Yang Chuan in the room.
Song Ya, with her eyes closed, gave Ye Tian a kiss.
It was this kiss that completely swallowed Ye Tian's rationality with desire.
He discarded all hesitation, his arms encircling Song Ya, savoring her lips to his heart's content.
In his mind, he thought of Song Ya's usual dignified appearance, and now he looked at her face, full of seductive charm.
There was only one thought in Ye Tian's mind.
That was to conquer Song Ya.
Ye Tian's kisses became more and more fervent as he conveyed his emotions to Song Ya through this kiss.
His hands also became increasingly restless.
Song Ya had always believed that the person on top of her was Yang Chuan, never having felt such exhilaration from him before.
