The calm lake of his heart suddenly rippled as Mu Tianye took a deep breath.
"Sleep."
The woman curled in his arms was completely unaware that her trivial movement had set the man's blood boiling; she just felt a surge of joy and couldn't help but lift her face to gently nibble on his neck.
"Husband, goodnight."
If that one act was like a spark in his heart, this gentle bite turned the flame into a raging fire.
The arm that the man had laid on her back suddenly tightened, pressing her entire body against his.
Through the thin undershirt.
His large hand slipped in from her ruffled shirt, rubbing forcefully on her back, where her skin was as smooth as silk, now crumpled into pleasurable wrinkles by his touch.
