"How dangerous is it?"
Ye Xiao's voice was soft and coquettish.
"Alright, I'll tell you just how dangerous it is right now,"
Having said that, Qiao Si flipped over and pressed the girl, who had been provoking him all morning, underneath him, leaning down to deeply kiss her cherry-red lips.
The entwining kiss left Ye Xiao's mind in a complete shutdown, just like last night, her thoughts a blank slate, her entire being enveloped by the man's fervor.
The morning light was just perfect outside the window, while inside, the atmosphere was intimate and entwined with passion.
Not until noon did Ye Xiao open her eyes again, feeling slightly sore, a bit tired, and somewhat regretful for having provoked a certain man that morning.
