Ji Luoyun spoke while her small hand wandered over his chest, her slender fingers deftly undoing his shirt buttons and sliding inside through the open collar.
Just as her hand touched Lu Youting's skin, he pressed it down firmly.
Ji Luoyun tilted her head, looking at him in confusion.
A flawless face, impeccable in every detail, paired with a sharp jawline.
Ji Luoyun's gaze gradually turned into a daze.
Blushing as she lowered her head, she shyly said, "This is my first time. I've heard people say a woman's first time hurts a lot. You must be gentle later."
Lu Youting pulled her hand out of his collar and began rebuttoning his shirt, one button at a time.
Ji Luoyun: "...??"
Lu Youting adjusted his tie and said indifferently, "This sort of thing should be reserved for the wedding night."
Ji Luoyun bit her lip with her pearly teeth and said, "Tonight *is* our wedding night."