He had the instincts of a beast, but not the guts; aside from teasing and appeasing his cravings, he never really got his fill.
Who could know how agonizing it was for him, desperately trying to stay in control?
Yet, if he did not hold her while sleeping, it was torture within torture for him; hence, he chose the torture.
After all, how could a man, wound up tight as a string, withstand such relentless teasing from her?
Little devil! Breathing heavily, just as he was about to fall apart in her hands, ready to surrender, the malicious little woman suddenly stopped and called out to him earnestly.
"Xing Liehuo..."
Exhaling a murky breath, Mister Xing ground his teeth, "Lian Qiao, you better have something damn important!"
Feeling the life force almost slipping from her grasp, Lian Qiao frowned seriously, her attitude dead earnest.
"I just remembered something, something important!"
"Speak!"
"You never proposed to me..."
