Su Yan urged, "Isn't this what you wanted? Hurry up."
She closed her eyes, no longer looking at him.
These days, she only felt an unspeakable exhaustion in her heart, both physically and mentally. At this moment, she just wanted him to finish quickly so she could rest well.
Gu Chaohan's ambiguous, husky voice sounded beside her ear, "What, can't wait?"
Su Yan's expression remained calm, not saying a word.
His hands fell to her waist, pulling open the bathrobe belt, and he leaned down to kiss, "Why wear it anyway if it's going to be taken off."
Su Yan turned her head slightly, his lips pressed against her cheek.
Perhaps because of an old habit, she felt some resistance against his intimate kisses.
Even though she knew that what was going to happen next would be far more intimate than these kisses.
Gu Chaohan hadn't expected her to dodge, a dark and indefinable emotion flashed in his deep eyes.
