"Jin'an, kiss me, kiss your Aunt Ruo..."
The delicate whimpers of the alluring woman in his arms echoed in his ears. Lu Jin'an clearly felt Xiao Yinruo's delicate body tremble slightly, tensing up in nervousness and shyness.
Yet she still tilted her head up, her slightly disordered breaths making her appear more tender and inviting.
Xiao Yinruo's hands gripped Lu Jin'an's arms tightly. In her clarity, she knew exactly what she was saying, even deliberately repeating, "kiss your Aunt Ruo," to provoke him into action.
She didn't know why that phrase came to her mind, but instinctively believed it would work.
Because she could clearly feel Jin'an's body tense up a bit, his breathing becoming heavier.
His scorching breath spread across her face, gradually relaxing Xiao Yinruo's stiff body.
Because his breath was something her current state longed for—hot, warm, quenching...
But why wasn't he moving?
Was it because of Nanzhi or Wanyu?
