Her resistance and embarrassment became factors that delighted his mood, slowly rising to his lips, fermenting into an intoxicating smile.
Jian Anning was nearly driven insane, she had never expected that coming out for a hot spring bath so late, Yu Zexiao could still wake up! She had been in the hot spring too long, her head spinning slightly. Yu Zexiao’s kiss was fierce and urgent, almost instantly robbing her of breath, further muddling her already groggy brain.
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Before she could react, Yu Zexiao was close once again, gradually, through the haze, she felt something soft approaching, and she awoke abruptly, only to meet a pair of profound and passionate eyes.
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He couldn’t help but sigh softly, his breathing suddenly becoming rapid, his eyes instantly darkening.
"No, no!" She was firmly imprisoned in his embrace, "plash" a sound, Yu Zexiao simply sat down with her in the hot spring pool. The sensation of her back rubbing against the pool’s rounded pebbles, like walking a cobblestone path, that inexplicable dull pain, she could not accept it at all!
"Don’t, don’t do this!" Yu Zexiao looked up, his eyes filled with desire, like a lone wolf in the wilderness, determined to capture its prey!
She had thought before, if Yu Zexiao really liked her, she would of course consider being with him.
However, "being together" was a very vague concept. She could temporarily accept hugs and kisses. But more intimate actions— even with mental preparation, when it came down to it, she still felt timid!
Although they had had one encounter before, during that time she was completely drunk, with hardly any clear memory of it. Without memory, it was less embarrassing, and she could deceive herself and refuse him.
Feeling his hands around her back gradually moving downwards, her eyes sharpened fiercely, without another word she stopped his actions!