Yun Jianchen looked at Song Huanyan, silent, edging closer step by step…
Again…? Is it happening again?
With a flush on her face, Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen, instinctively stepping back, "What… what do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything in particular, just purely want to 'do it'." Yun Jianchen said with a husky voice. His eyes instantly darkened.
"…" Song Huanyan found herself choked up and unable to respond.
This man's language was far too lewd.
Yun Jianchen cornered Song Huanyan against the wall, eyeing the nervous flicker in her eyes and her flushed cheeks as his Adam's apple made a pronounced movement.
He rarely experienced moments when he couldn't control himself.
He felt like he had reverted to his teenage years.
Back then, with his hazy understanding of women and sex, his curiosity was intense… Like any normal man, he had desired women, had dreamed of passionate encounters...
At that age, resisting one's urges was enough to get by.
