Upon hearing Fang Tong's coquettish voice, Su Yu'an's breathing hitched.
His eyes, bright as stars, glared at the increasingly close pretty face of the approaching woman, and his heart pounded violently.
He was no saint, and the morning was a time when a man's desires were on the rise.
For a moment, with a charming beauty sprawling on top of him, he felt as though he was about to explode.
However, the last bit of his sanity startled him into action, and just as the woman's red lips were inches away, he hurriedly pushed her away.
Fang Tong was flung off unexpectedly and suddenly fell to the ground.
"Ow, that hurt!"
She truly had quite the self-restraint.
Fang Tong chuckled inside, pouted her sensual red lips, and got up to dust off her dress.
"Su Yu'an, you are such a killjoy."
Su Yu'an shot her a glance, not feeling so great himself, and turned towards the bathroom.
He needed cold water to extinguish the suddenly surged hormones.