Familiar yet fluid movements made it difficult for Shi Lingyan to control himself.
A searing heat surged up from his lower abdomen, an urge he hadn't felt in a long time almost made him lose his grip.
He immediately pushed her head away, Shi Lingyan gritted his teeth and hissed, "What are you doing?"
But Shi Mei showed no signs of backing down, moving from his Adam's apple to nibble on his chin.
Her tongue playfully licked his chin a few times.
Shi Lingyan's breathing suddenly deepened, unable to bear it any longer, he tossed her aside.
The bed was large and soft.
Yet, thrown like that, Shi Mei couldn't help but yelp.
But right after, Shi Lingyan flipped over and pinned her down, his hands holding her arms high above her head.
The room was dim, the only light coming from the frosted glass door of the bathroom.
Under this dim light, Shi Mei noticed his eyes were somewhat red.
The slightly heavy panting was particularly distinct in the silent night.
