Huo Xingzhou lowered his eyes towards her, his gaze roiling with intense emotions as he said, "Who was it that said they never wanted to do this in the swimming pool again?"
Qiao Xi's slender, pale fingers unbuttoned his suit pants, and she took the initiative to kiss his thin lips. "I didn't keep my word, Mr. Huo, please punish me properly."
Shu Xue said that a woman has the right to be fickle.
She had become much bolder.
Her delicate and innocent face carried a hint of unwitting charm, endless allure brimming in those almond-shaped eyes.
Her initiative broke the last thread of restraint in Huo Xingzhou.
He pinned her down and kissed her fiercely.
The sound of the water in the swimming pool stirred as Qiao Xi no longer shyly avoided his advances, but instead, used her inexperienced skills to provoke this man.
The man's voice was hoarsely unrecognizable. "Qiao Xi, don't you dare mention divorce again."
"I won't," she said, shaking her head in a haze of passion.
