He suddenly swept her up in his arms, a deep look in his eyes as he gazed at her, "An Ruo, do you know what the consequence of acting coquettish is?"
An Ruowei was momentarily stunned, only then realizing she had been coquettish towards him.
Her face slightly flushed, she stubbornly kept her pride and asked him, "What is it?"
"You’ll know soon enough." Tang Yuchen bent his lips wickedly, carrying her with long strides back to the bedroom.
He kicked the bedroom door open and then shut it with his foot, walking with her in his arms towards the large bed and throwing her down not too softly nor too harshly.
An Ruo felt dizzy for a moment, propped herself up, and saw him unbuttoning his shirt.
Meeting his nefarious gaze, her face flushed incredibly, and she understood what the consequence was.
Tang Yuchen took off his shirt, revealing a bronzed and robust upper body, his tightly-packed muscles slightly quivering in the air—a deadly temptation.
An Ruo stared at his fine physique, unable to help swallowing her saliva.
Not only men like women with good bodies, but women also like men with good bodies.
And among men, Tang Yuchen’s physique was exceptionally attractive. An Ruo couldn’t help but let her gaze travel down from his chest to his abdomen, seeing his six-pack, and then to a certain area that was propped up.
She froze, her face so red it could not get any redder.
In a panic, she shifted her gaze away, and unsurprisingly, heard his low chuckle.
"What’s so funny? What is there to laugh about!" Annoyed, she grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him.
Tang Yuchen caught the pillow and casually tossed it aside.
"Baby, are you feeling shy?" He leaned in close to her, his hands propped on either side of her, his burning eyes looking deep into hers.
An Ruo’s face was red, her eyes darting around, but she dared not look at him.
Although they might be considered an old couple by now, she still felt bashful, like a girl experiencing her first crush.
Tang Yuchen lifted his lips in a teasing smile and asked, "Not shy, you say? Then why is your face so red? Tell me, what were you thinking about when you were staring at my body just now?"
"..." An Ruo felt embarrassed, realizing she shouldn’t have been staring at his body.
"Is this the first time you’ve lusted over my body?" the man asked again, his tone assertive though it was phrased as a question.
An Ruo was utterly abashed, as she had indeed been lusting over his body just moments earlier.
"Tang Yuchen, what exactly do you want! Just move, I need to continue with my rehabilitation," she said, pushing at his chest, but he caught her hands firmly.
His palms were scorching hot, An Ruo felt the hand he was holding burning, and though she wanted to shake it free, he gripped it tightly.
"What do I want, haven’t you already figured it out?" Tang Yuchen leaned down, and she had to arch back, forced to lie down on the bed.
He grabbed her hand, stroking it down his chest to a significantly raised area...
An Ruo’s heart raced, her face flushed as if it were a cooked shrimp.
Tang Yuchen kissed her earlobe, his voice husky, "Do you feel what I want to do now?"
"...No." An Ruo stubbornly responded, her chin suddenly grasped tightly, the man’s lips curled wickedly.
"It looks like I need to take action for you to understand what I want to do." With that, he pressed his lips against hers, his heated lips and hands conveying his intentions.
His fervor made An Ruo feel very shy. However, gradually, she melted under him, sinking deeper and deeper into a whirlwind of passion.