"Uh huh," Fang Zhihan responded with slight danger in his voice.
He then glanced down and kissed her lips again, pressing wildly against her tongue and squeezing her body hard.
The wind and snow outside the window was cold, but the house was blossoming like spring.
The man seductively kissed deeper and deeper as his hand traced down from her waist and reached in through the hem of her clothes. Yu Gangan's delicate skin felt the coldness from the palm of his hand and she jumped in shock. She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at the man on top of her as he grew more and more passionate.
This was too quick. They hadn't even clarified everything yet.
Yu Gangan was stunned for a moment before she tried to push Fang Zhihan away, "Fang Zhihan, no..."
Clang! Something fell.
"Meow~~" Wenxiang cried.
Fang Zhihan suddenly stopped.
There was nowhere to release the fire in his body, so he turned to Wenxiang and yelled, "Go!"