Ling Fei knew she couldn't escape, so she ceased her struggle, simply biting her lip and closing her eyes, lashes trembling slightly. Her willingness to let him have his way with her only further ignited Song Tianmo's already roused passion.
…
After their passionate encounter, Song Tianmo was finally satiated. Ling Fei, however, was utterly drained of energy.
Her lips were slightly parted.
Her cheeks, rosy as blooming peach blossoms, exuded an alluring charm while her body was slick with sweat.
Hers.
And Song Tianmo's.
She felt sticky all over.
Ling Fei wanted to sleep.
But she didn't want to sleep in this sticky state. Using her elbow to prop herself up, she struggled to get up and go to the bathroom.
However, she was so weak that she collapsed back down, powerless, onto the bed after trying to get up twice.
She couldn't help but glare at the still energetic Song Tianmo.
Song Tianmo chuckled.
"Want to take a bath? Let me help you!"