Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

His tyrannical yet seductive kiss was like aged wine which got her light-headed.

The man before her was so good-looking in an off-handed manner, which exuded an unbelievable charm through and through.

She was rather upset at her lack of self-control and gulped down a blob of saliva subconsciously.

He caught sight of this micro-movement, and it prompted a cheeky smile from him.

She looked down and blinked her eyes shyly.

The man’s lazy, heavy panting could be heard next to her.

She grumbled, “Why don’t I see you putting on weight when you eat so much all the time?”

“Silly, this is how my body constitution works.” His charming, husky voice rang in her ears.

His scorching breath caressed her earlobe as he gently and patiently guided her hands.

Although she was somewhat clumsy, she seemed to catch on the right moves slowly.

Looking up at him, she got upset with herself again when her eyelids jumped. Her action turned anxious and careless as her heart skipped a beat.

She was too embarrassed for words and merely bit her lower lip nervously. The more she thought of her actions, the worse she felt inside. This was when, all of a sudden…

There was a tearing sound, and the man caught hold of her hand with a start. “Shishi…”

“Yes? What is it?”

He nibbled her earlobe, causing her to yelp in pain, much like the way she hurt him earlier. The man then grumbled petulantly, “What a clumsy fool!”

“Hmph! If you continue your nonsense, I’ll castrate you!”

“Do you dare to do that?”

“Let’s wait and see!”

“Hmph! I dare you to try!”

“Sure! Who’s afraid of whom?”

The man chuckled to himself and, with a playful grin, grabbed her chin, then forced his lips on hers. He then remarked casually, “What a stubborn chick!”

Instead of passively waiting for her, he decided to take the lead once and for all.

He flipped her around by the shoulders and invaded the woman with her back facing him.

Her body shook, the blush on her face getting worse and making her look absolutely adorable!

The smile on his face turned wider and deeper as he gazed at her.

…

After their lovemaking session ended, he carried the woman to the bed and covered her with the quilt. She then lay in his arms comfortably.

The woman could not stop her hands from moving up and down his body, however.

“What are you doing?” asked the man, displeased.

“I—”

“Eh? Tell me.”

She plucked up her courage and admitted it. “I want to see how your muscular abs feel.”

The man’s face sank instantly.

“C’mon; just one touch, okay?” she cajoled, her curiosity was brimming by then. “Let me satisfy my curiosity, alright?”

“No.” He refused her request flatly.

She pouted forlornly and complained, “How heartless! You let me touch you earlier when you wanted stimulation, yet you’re refusing me now. You’re so petty!”

“Hmph.” Ignoring her complaint, he locked her hands down and refused to let them roam free on his torso.

This only roused her defiant spirit, though, and she fought her hands free from him. He turned his body away from her to avoid her hands this time.

She attacked him, and the two started to push and tussle playfully under the bed quilt.

They got sweaty in the end, but this did not seem to stop the woman as she lunged forward to try to touch his abdomen still.