Warning: The scene below is not suitable for underage.
Shocked at his movement, her hand instinctively stretched out to stop his movement.
Lu Xun stopped as her hand was gripping his wrist tightly. He meet her gaze and bent over to kiss her lips. His hand was still under her pants, not moving at all.
"Song Xing Xing." His voice was hoarse. Lu Xun closed his eyes as he leaned his forehead against hers. "Tell me what you want. What do you want me to do?"
Song Xing Xing did not know how she should respond to this question.
Initially, she was the one who was looking forward to this. But as his hand was touching a sensitive spot, Song Xing Xing was jolted awake. She began to wonder whether this was a good idea.
His lips pursed into a thin line when she did not answer.
Lu Xun had always known how to restrain himself. This was the first time that he had let himself go. However, he was now put in a difficult situation.