Song Yi saw Tang Si not speaking, she said again, "Can we change the color?"
"I don't like red. How about white? White tends to look big, gray works too, any light color is fine."
Tang Si was neither angry nor upset, quietly listening to her finish.
Then, he lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips, leaned in and softly replied, "As long as you like it, I'll wear it for you to see."
"As long as you like it, I'll breathe for you to hear."
After saying that, the man's lips pressed hard against hers, "Anything works."
"Until you're satisfied, comfortable, and happy."
His tone slightly breathless, tingling and reaching deep into her heart.
The man's warm breath caressed her face with a tingling sensation, mixed with the scent of male hormones.
Song Yi felt her whole body tense up, her heart pounding intensely.
Something seemed to be slowly falling down like the rain outside...
