Wen Yangzhi drawled slowly, "Still want to watch?"
With her lips slightly parted, her round eyes gazed at him, somewhat dazed and confused.
Wen Yangzhi looked at her and felt as if he were addicted to a poison she had seeded within him.
Just exchanging glances made him feel a rush of heat surging through his blood, desire rushing to his head.
In a low voice he said, "Come here."
Yun Yuwan walked over.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, bent down to kiss her; Yun Yuwan tiptoed to offer herself up. The height difference was too much; she couldn't stay on her toes, so he simply picked her up and set her on the vanity. His hands braced on either side of her, and Yun Yuwan's legs wrapped around his waist.
The bathroom light spilled over the two of them, and the movements of their bodies were clearly reflected in the mirror.
Ten minutes later, Yun Yuwan was still sitting on the vanity, leaning in his embrace, her chest rising and falling slightly.
