A peculiar feeling arose in Yang Gang's heart.
"What kind of expression was that... anxiety, fear, trepidation, regret, contradiction."
Yang Gang seemed to understand a little. This seemingly wayward woman actually resisted him in her heart, but why did she take the initiative?
Perhaps there were unspeakable secrets, but they were no longer his concern.
Pretending to be oblivious, Yang Gang went straight to the bed in his bathrobe, bent down, nearly touching Ye Yunxi's body.
Ye Yunxi was obviously trying her best to control her emotions, but when Yang Gang suddenly leaned over, she slightly withdrew her body, her tender white hands clenched tightly, fully revealing her inner anxiety at this moment.
But this resistance only lasted a few seconds. Ye Yunxi seemed to make a certain decision, her expression suddenly becoming natural as she smiled seductively and directly put her arms around Yang Gang's neck.
"Please be gentle."
Seductively inviting.