Feng Sheng suddenly pounced on her and leaned in for a kiss. Luo Yang Yang was struggling to get out of his embrace as his kiss was too aggressive and overbearing. It felt as if he wanted to devour her whole. His unexpected move struck her with fear once more.
If she had not attempted to get away from him, she suspected that Feng Sheng would eat her up in no ti.
What made Luo Yangyang felt extrely helpless was that her hands were held down by Feng Sheng after struggling to break away from him. Her legs were also pinned down by his body.
Feng Sheng had begun to ravage her body, but Luo Yangyang's struggles were already deed to be useless against his overwhelming strength and power.
In the end, the innocent Luo Yangyang fainted after an intense night of passion.
The night was dark as if a jar of thick ink had spilled across the sky. The intense passion Feng Sheng had for Luo Yangyang in the bedroom was as if they were ant to be intertwined with each other until the end of ti.
The morning sun poured into the room from the large french windows by the side. When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room, Luo Yangyang opened her eyes after a night of exhaustion.
The first sight she laid her eyes on was Feng Sheng's copper-toned skin.
Still half-awake, her eyes only widened in shock after blinking her black, grape-like eyes for a few seconds.
She soon realized that she was staring at Feng Sheng's collarbone. As she slowly lifted her gaze, she saw his seductive adam's apple and chin that looked like it had been carved from marble.
Eventually, she ended up watching Feng Sheng as he continued to sleep soundly.
Looking at his face, Luo Yangyang's whole body felt sensitive. She beca aware of how his strong arms were wrapped around her waist and her legs were snug between his. They must have fallen asleep like this.
Most importantly, she could clearly feel that both of them were naked.
Even though Feng Sheng was still sleeping, Luo Yangyang's face turned red from embarrassnt. When she was about to remove herself from his arms, she was t with Feng Sheng's emotionless eyes staring back at her.
Luo Yangyang's body froze. It was like her brain had crashed under Feng Sheng's gaze. She could no longer tell what she had been thinking. She could only open her mouth and say, "Hi, good morning."
After saying that, her brain started working normally again. Vexed with her own actions, she lowered her head. She felt like sewing her mouth shut with a needle and thread.
Why did she say good morning to him?
Was her brain malfunctioning?
She thought that Feng Sheng would not reply due to his cold deanor, but in the midst of her frustration, she heard a grumble from above her head. "Hum."
Luo Yangyang's eyebrows knitted together as she lifted her head with a whoosh. She saw Feng Sheng with his mouth closed. As usual, he was looking at her with no discernible expression on his face. His face did not change one bit.
Was the "hum" just now rely an illusion?
The two of them looked at each other while still wrapped in each other's arms. After a few seconds, Luo Yangyang could not take it anymore. She lowered her eyes to avoid looking at him. Her little hands pushed him away as she said in a low voice, "I need to get up now."
Feng Sheng did not let go of his hands. Luo Yangyang could not get away from him no matter how much she struggled. When she lifted her head to look at him once more, Feng Sheng said, "You're up early."
How dare she woke up before him. Did he not work hard enough last night?
"Hehe, I guess." Luo Yangyang did not know what he ant when he said that. She did not dare to ask him, so she just gave a perfunctory smile.
"Are you tired?" Even though he was cuddling Luo Yangyang, he still remained expressionless.
"No." Luo Yangyang shook her head subconsciously, but when she saw how Feng Sheng's face changed, she knew that she had just gotten herself into trouble. She imdiately nodded and corrected herself by saying, "Tired? I'm exhausted!"
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