"What's gotten into you today, all this sudden passion, I can barely handle it."
Gu Yue straddled Zhang Hao, her hands on her hips, "What's wrong, am I not allowed to take the initiative for once? You seem overwhelmed by my favor."
"Let me tell you, in the future there will be plenty more times like this, and I advise you to get used to it sooner rather than later. Don't be making a fuss over every little thing."
After finishing her words, Gu Yue slid her hands under Zhang Hao's clothes, caressing every inch of his skin from the bottom up.
Her little hands, tender and soft, seemed almost boneless.
Zhang Hao rested his hands behind his head, his eyes filled with love.
Gu Yue leaned down, bringing her face close to Zhang Hao's.
In a voice full of allure, she said to him, "You're hard, and you keep staring at me."
Before she had finished speaking, Zhang Hao thrust his hips upward, and Gu Yue let out an unguarded whimper, her body swaying as if it would fall.
