His breath intertwined with hers, converging in the confined space, creating an entirely different aroma.
It was a long time before he released her, and she gasped for breath weakly in his arms. Every time he kissed her, that all-consuming intensity, longing to strip her of all her breath and yet wanting to merge himself into her body, came surging in, with even a single kiss laden with strong conquest.
Gong Heng picked up her soft, pristine little hand and delicately played with it in his palm, "My body can only retain your scent."
His words were somewhat inexplicable, lacking both beginning and end. She was still immersed in the afterglow of his enveloping kiss and hadn't snapped back to reality, unable to comprehend his words amidst her mental fog.
By the time she could understand what he meant, it would also signify that she knew just how terrifying a person Gong Heng could be.
Gong Heng spoke lazily, "Tonight, we're going to the Mu Family."
She nodded, "Mhm."
