"No, Yae! Wait, we..."
Unfortunately, Xu Qi did not even have time to finish speaking before Yae leaned in and kissed him.
She reached down, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes.
Their lips parted, and Yae said seductively, "You keep saying 'wait,' but your body is being very honest..."
Why did it feel like our roles had been reversed?
But Xu Qi no longer had the time to worry about anything else. The desire burning inside him urgently needed an outlet.
He pressed Yae back beneath him again. Their eyes met, and what Yae saw in his gaze was desire mixed with love—What a womanizer... He really did fall in love with me... with a twenty-eight-year-old old woman.
What Xu Qi saw, meanwhile, was a field of scarlet, filled with the same love—the love of a Fox Spirit.
Neither of them needed any more unnecessary consolation.
"Yae?"
"I'm fine... Hurry..."
So he continued forward.
But Xu Qi stopped again, because he could feel it, and he knew that if he went any farther, there would truly be no turning back.
Their gazes met once more, but what they saw in each other was not greater desire. Instead, it was even more love.
I like you because you shine on me like a lamp, guiding me on how to move forward.
I like you because you are as pure and flawless as a gardenia, always facing everything with complete sincerity.
Xu Qi understood...
"Ah! It hurts! Xu Qi... it hurts!"
Even though she was a martial artist, Yae could not stop herself from crying out when faced with the pain of losing her virginity.
Drops of blood rolled onto the bedsheet. This was Yae's first time, and at the same time... it was Xu Qi's first time as well...