As September approached, the weather by the sea remained quite chilly at night.
Qin Qin was embraced by Mo Yunchen as they walked toward the room.
Mo Yunchen's room was spacious, its black and white decor gave it a cold and formidable presence.
Upon entering the room, Qin Qin felt the man behind her emitting a scorching hot breath.
Qin Qin instinctively stepped back, her eyes lifting to the man before her, only to see his beautiful and wicked features flicker with desire for her.
The desire he had suppressed for months was now undeniable, giving Qin Qin an overwhelming urge to flee, as she sensed something in his eyes that seemed to want to tear her apart.
"Mo... Mo Yunchen!"
Her voice trembled slightly, and she took a small step back.
"Qinqin..."
Mo Yunchen's narrow phoenix eyes were deep as ink, his tone huskier than ever before, filled with profound affection and passion.
Meeting his gaze, she couldn't help but want to look away, even feeling parched at that very moment.
