Xia Weibao was startled as her body suddenly lifted into the air, reflexively wrapping her arms around his neck to prevent herself from falling.
She looked at him with a slight sense of grievance, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you were feeling something? Well, it just so happens I'm feeling something too."
Xia Weibao, "..."
What I was talking about wasn't that kind of 'feeling', hey!
This man, he always has endless excuses to do that sort of thing.
As her back gently landed on the soft bedding, Lu Hualiang kissed the corner of her lips.
Then, he stood up straight, leisurely took off his jacket, and began elegantly unbuttoning his shirt.
Propping herself up with her elbows, Xia Weibao half-lay on the bed watching the man's gentleman-like movements, shaking her head in disbelief.
It was simply impossible to associate such a cultured and refined man with that insatiable beast.
