"There's no love between us," Song Huanyan said irritably.
"As for love," Yun Jianchen said in a hoarse voice, his hot breath spraying onto Song Huanyan's face. He half-closed his eyes, his lips slowly moving against her face as if to kiss her, but never quite making contact.
Song Huanyan's face tingled with his breath.
Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen.
"Wife... I want to kiss you all over."
"Ah..." Song Huanyan moaned softly, her body jerking, her breathing quickening.
...
By the time Yun Jianchen and Song Huanyan returned to the villa, two hours had passed.
Song Huanyan was wearing a white chiffon dress.
One had to admit the advantage of summer, the chiffon dress dried quickly when left in the sun for a while.
