Chen Nan's candid and explicit words were like a blazing torch, instantly igniting the air around them.
His gaze was as fervent as fire, seeming to burn everything to ashes.
Upon hearing these words, a fiery blaze surged uncontrollably within Niu Xiangxiu.
In an instant,
she recalled the tempestuous and tender scenes with Chen Nan in bed, every detail, every touch vividly in her mind, making her breath quicken slightly and a charming blush spread across her cheeks.
Even so, Niu Xiangxiu still retained a sliver of rationality, not yet completely muddled by the overwhelming desire.
She slightly parted her lips, and with a coquettish complaint said, "Are you trying to get us killed? My parents are at home. What if they hear us?"
Though her voice carried a hint of reproach, it trembled slightly, revealing an undeniable tension and shyness, like a wind chime swaying in the breeze of spring, crisp and pleasing yet seductively stirring.