"Continue..." the man said softly, his gaze fixed on her violently trembling lashes, his voice filled with suggestion.
Su Zixi took a deep breath, trying her best to ignore that sensation... She continued to cut a piece of beef, seriously placing it into his mouth...
...
By the time she finished the steak in front of her, Su Zixi had already turned into a puddle of mush, and He Jingyao wasn't faring much better. His muscles were tensed, and a certain part of his body was so hard it ached...
He regretted it, knowing he should have gone back to Wanhe Qianfeng Garden first.
With that thought, he cupped Su Zixi's face and kissed her fiercely for a while before he stood up, holding her and striding out of the restaurant.
Su Zixi wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her crimson face in his chest... From the strength of his grip around her waist and the bend of her legs, she could feel the immense torment he was enduring.
