The man held a silver fork in his hand, his long and strong fingers resembling a perfect work of art under the light. His body was close to the girl, their arms almost touching.
The man's body temperature seemed somewhat hot, a scorching warmth mixed with the scent of hormones dominantly occupying the girl's senses.
Ruan Qi suddenly felt a bit warm.
They had been together for a long time, and their intimacy was unmatched. But somehow, everything seemed more sensitive tonight.
Ruan Qi kept feeling that her boyfriend was especially alluring tonight, even the way he held the fork carried a hint of sensual charm.
It was a little hard to bear.
The young girl murmured quietly to herself and then opened her mouth, blushing, as she bit into the steak on the fork.
The steak's juices accidentally touched her lips, leaving her tender lips with a luxurious sheen of moisture.
Xi Jiu lowered his eyes, stealthily watching her lips, the darkness in his eyes growing deeper.
