The warm, lingering touch carried an unwillingness to part. If this woman were a bit more compliant, why would he need to go to such lengths to scheme against her?
He gently turned the woman's face toward himself.
Her red lips were slightly parted, breathing softly; in the quiet night, such a gesture seemed like a silent invitation, inviting him to taste those red lips.
Xu Zijin hadn't been this close to her in a long time, ever since she moved into this villa.
Today, he found it difficult to restrain himself.
His gaze lingered on her luscious red lips, his Adam's apple moved continuously, signaling his desire.
"Yan Yinuo..." the name that had affected him for more than a decade.
Finally, he had her in this way.
She suddenly lowered her head, forcefully locking onto her red lips.
Only in moments like this did Xu Zijin dare to be reckless for once.
Because once she wakes up, another tough battle would begin.
