Yun Xiaoran was kissing Shen Jin with abandon. Once his lips met her red lips, their soft, hot, slippery wetness made it impossible for him to stop.
After their deep kiss.
Both were breathing hard as their lips parted, and Shen Jin slowly closed her eyes while gazing at Yun Xiaoran.
Yun Xiaoran gulped, then looked at Shen Jin.
Afterward, Shen Jin had no strength left. She lay draped over Yun Xiaoran like water, struggling to hold herself in place, while he leaned against the bed and gently patted her as he held her.
Shen Jin had completely changed from the aloof, ethereal woman who had kept Yun Xiaoran at a distance into someone playful who liked to tease him.
But when she raised her eyes and realized Yun Xiaoran was watching her, she blushed.
Still, she comfortably traced circles on his chest.
"What is it? Still going to call me an obsessive stalker fan?"
Yun Xiaoran smiled at Shen Jin as he brought up the past. Hearing this, she first froze, then blushed and smiled.
"Well, weren't you? Hadn't I just failed to realize it? Besides, you're a grown man. I was scared, too."
"Are you still scared now? If you are, I'll leave."
"Don't."
Shen Jin hugged Yun Xiaoran and murmured almost inaudibly, "Haven't I made it up to you through my actions?"
She certainly had. Yun Xiaoran chuckled and looked at Shen Jin.
"Then you'll have to make it up to me every day."
"Every day?"
Shen Jin's scalp tingled at those words, and she hugged Yun Xiaoran tightly. Who could handle making it up to him every day?
Besides, Yun Xiaoran now knew her depths, while she still didn't know his lengths.
This man always managed to spring new surprises on her.
"Of course I