Watching Li Lingling's eyes dart uncertainly, Chen An grew impatient. They both knew the state they were in, yet he feared Li Lingling, that seemingly bashful and conservative woman, might not be entirely willing when it came down to it.
At that moment, both of them felt the last vestiges of their inner turmoil, sitting beside each other, growing increasingly restless. Suddenly, Chen An questioned himself, why did he need Li Lingling's consent?
After all, it was Li Lingling who came to find him. Moreover, her desires could no longer be contained. Even if he were to force himself on her like the first time, she would definitely not speak of it to anyone. Besides, both of them were ready to explode with the intensity of their feelings.
If Li Lingling was unwilling to speak up or make the first move, then what was stopping Chen An from taking the initiative as a man?
