The moment the familiar softness pressed against him, Fu Yanshen's breathing hitched, his Adam's apple rolling intensely.
The flame in his lower abdomen that he had been desperately suppressing was nearly impossible to contain, his large hand clenching tightly around Mu Chenxi's waist.
Chenxi was challenging his already precarious self-control.
Usually, he couldn't resist even when Mu Chenxi didn't take the initiative.
Let alone now, when she was as proactive as a little wild cat, stirring his blood to the point of frenzy.
Fu Yanshen really wanted to just kiss her recklessly.
If it were before this morning, he definitely would have taken her as his antidote. This way, with a substantial progression between them, there could possibly be further development in their relationship.
But...
The moment he thought of Mu Chenxi's indifferent attitude expressed in the hospital rest room this morning after her uncontrollable emotions.