Control
Editor: Atlas Studios
Duan Yanhao tried his best to keep his actions gentle, but he was a soldier to begin with. No matter how much he restrained his strength, his actions would be nowhere near gentleness.
His hands searched for sparks everywhere as he kissed Bai Yaoyao, inhaling her scent with mad passion. He felt that he could never get enough of her. He was just like a thirsty person who found refreshing spring water to drink, feeling as though he could never drink enough to quench his thirst. To have a sip and stop was something only saints would do.
He, Duan Yanhao, was a solider, not a saint, and he was certainly not as virtuous as Liuxia Hui. In front of his lover, he would basically not be able to control himself.
Actually, his self-control was usually very good. Otherwise, he would not have remained aloof and unmoved by temptation for so many years.