Feeling the drastic change in the man's body, Chen Yuanyuan shot him an annoyed glare. "You..." Before she could finish, Song Qingshu thrust the rest of her words back into her.
Chen Yuanyuan's desire had been stirred as well. Her whole body went soft, tender enough to melt. She gently wrapped her arms around the man above her and gazed at him with moist, captivating eyes full of tenderness and allure.
To a man, such a watery, affectionate gaze was no less potent than the strongest aphrodisiac. Song Qingshu let out a tiger's roar and pounced on her.
"Qingshu, we already... Doing it so often isn't good for your body..."
"It's fine. I'm strong."
"That's only because you're young. You'll regret it when you get older."
"Don't worry. The martial art I practice can balance yin and yang and nourish the body. Even when I'm old, I'll still make you beg for mercy again and again, Sister."
"You're awful~"
Early the next morning, Chen Yuanyuan woke up before dawn. Thinking of last night's madness, her heart could not help but flutter. This is unbearable. How did I end up fooling around with him like that?
Looking at the handsome face of the man beside her, Chen Yuanyuan found herself lost in thought. Her life had been filled with hardships, and she had met many men. She had once believed her heart had become as still as water, that she would never be moved by any man again. Yet Song Qingshu gave her a feeling unlike anything she had ever known.
She knew very well that it was not love. Their ages and experiences were far too different. Yet Song Qingshu made her heart race uncontrollably, especially in bed, where he truly was the perfect lover. All the men she