The woman protested shyly, but the man turned a deaf ear.
After agonizing for so long and finally waiting for this moment, he was already too passionate to hold back, poised like an arrow on the bowstring.
With a few swift movements, his pajamas were off, and just as he was about to lower himself down, Mu Wanqing suddenly snapped wide awake, "Um... do you have it with you?"
The man was taken aback by her abrupt question, his handsome face crinkling into a frown, "Have what with me?"
"Just..." Mu Wanqing blushed like a peach blossom, her eyes shimmering, and she bit her lip before reminding him, "Didn't you prepare in advance last time?"
Could it be that he hadn't tonight?
If he hadn't, then what the hell are we doing?!
Wen Zhan realized what she was talking about, looked down, and continued kissing her as he mumbled vaguely, "Not needed..."
Not needed?
Mu Wanqing tilted her head, dodging his breath once more, "What do you mean?"