Mu Wan: "..."
The room was adequately dim, and she could only make out the man's broad movements, unable to discern his more subtle ones.
In short, in such a dim environment, hearing became exceptionally acute.
Mu Wan could almost hear the sound of buttons being undone.
Between them... neither could resist moving closer to the other, yearning for more.
Mu Wan closed her eyes, and in the next instant, Qin Mu's thin lips landed on her forehead, then slowly moved down, lingering on her nose, her cheeks… but notably avoided her lips.
Eventually... his lips settled on her neck, nibbling and teasing.
...
Afterwards, Qin Mu gazed at the woman in his arms, sobbing softly to herself. His thin lips tightened as his large hand rested on her pale, jade-like back.
"Sorry… just now… um, take a break… we'll continue later."
Mu Wan: "..."
Continue?
Mu Wan froze in place, stunned by Qin Mu's shocking words, her voice a little hoarse.
"You..."
