Yang Ruoshui caught a glimpse of annoyance in Chen Nan's words, the corner of her mouth lifted slightly with a hint of reproach, "Hmph, you clueless fool."
"Can't you see that when a woman invites you at a time like this, it's not just about getting some sleep?"
Her fingers were no longer simply tracing circles.
They became bolder, slowly wandering along the muscle contours of Chen Nan's chest.
Not missing an inch of skin.
The tips of her fingers seemed to carry flames, igniting a burning heat wherever they touched, throwing Chen Nan's heartbeat into chaos and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
She looked at Chen Nan with burning eyes, and her breaths came out in quick gasps, "Can't you feel it? My entire body feels like it's on fire."
"I want you, your strong body entangled tightly with mine, a pleasure so intense it makes our souls scream and meld in desire."
