"Xi... Xi Muchen..." Xia Wanwan's voice softened as she was kissed, and she couldn't help but moan his name.
"Hmm?" The man responded without stopping the trail of kisses he was planting on her body. Her forehead, eyes, nose, mouth, ears... His caresses moved downward, gentle yet undeniably commanding, an irresistible force beneath the tenderness.
He was deliberately arousing Xia Wanwan, who was far from his match, causing her to tremble lightly: "Don't... don't do this..."
"Don't do this, you mean like this?" He nibbled her earlobe lightly, then licked it with his tongue: "Like this? Or like this?"
"It's not..." Xia Wanwan was at a loss for words, feeling weak and feverish from his touch, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest: "We aren't married yet, we can't..."
"Can't what?" "Aren't we together? Even if we aren't married, haven't you already agreed to be with me?"
