For years, the woman of his dreams, suddenly within reach, intimate once more.
The desire came swiftly and urgently, impossible to hide. Liu Zheng cursed softly, shifting his body slightly to mask his impulse, his voice barely concealing frustration and embarrassed anger, "Do you plan to hug me until the end of time? Get off me now!"
The more annoyed he was, the more restrained his voice became.
He loathed his lack of self-control. With Xu Ai merely closing in, his cold facade was instantly repelled; his body yearned for her so badly that his desires clearly signaled to him, "Hey, stop pretending—you want her, you want her desperately!"
