It had been said long ago that lips are a woman's third most sensitive spot; a skilled and sweet kiss can fully arouse a woman's desire. Yufei had tasted its flavor atop the London Eye, so despite the initial tension, she soon got into the rhythm with Adrian. His hands slowly roamed and caressed her body, and her stiff limbs gradually softened amid her low moans.
However, when Adrian laid her on the bed, she became nervous again. After all, compared to the relatively tall Adrian, she who hadn't yet fully matured seemed too petite, and being a traditionally conservative Eastern girl, the sense of overwhelming pressure made her inherently tense up. Adrian didn't mind and kept kissing and caressing her, continuously engaging in foreplay to help her relax. He was always very patient with women.
"Feifei, do you hate your mother?" Adrian asked as he held her in his arms and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
