"Fu Yanci, you liar! You weren't sick at all..."
"Ah Li, who told you I was sick?"
"??? You said you were uncomfortable..."
"Ah Li, last night… I couldn't sleep because I missed you so much… It really hurt…"
"Fu Yanci… ah…"
Initially, she had the strength to resist, but her body was much more honest than her brain.
The man's burning kiss was like the wood she had just thrown into the fireplace; no sooner had it landed than it sparked flames that spread from the bottom of her heart to her face and body.
Everywhere it touched turned into a sweet powder.
Yanci's eyes glowed with a crimson passion that spread wildly.
His meticulous and gentle kisses slid from her lips, barely touching her raised swan-like neck when the girl hastily pushed him away, "Don't!"
Fu Yanci paused.
The ferocity in his eyes hadn't turned into action yet when the girl softly kissed him, "I like 'Drunken Heart'; I don't want another."