His y-might is deeply rooted (4)

She gently crawled over and placed her fair fingers on his shoulder. She closed her eyes helplessly and fearfully and pressed her lips against his.

when their lips touched, it was a little hot. she was so flustered that she instinctively wanted to escape.

she had just moved when his large palm pressed down on the back of her waist.

she wailed. other than their lips pressing against each other, there were other things she was too embarrassed to say.

she was already 18 years old, and she already knew some things that she should know about men and women.

it was obvious that he was in danger.

She opened her eyes wide and struggled to free herself.

He stopped, but his lips were still on hers. His voice was hoarse as if he had a mouthful of hot sand in his mouth."you've thought it through, huh?"

she actually didn't need to think about it to escape, but yingying gave up in the end.