After the passion faded, she almost couldn't stand, nearly sliding to the ground along the window ledge.
But Lu Jihan's strong and powerful arm smoothly hooked her slender waist, half-embracing her in his arms. He buried his face in her neck, savoring the lingering joy.
Song Yinyin didn't even have the strength to push him away, breathing slightly, vaguely hearing her heart pounding fiercely, as if it was about to jump out of her chest...
She thought this was the end.
Once she had rested enough, she couldn't wait to leave. But as soon as she moved, the man behind her suddenly turned her body around.
Lu Jihan's shimmering amber-colored eyes stared straight at her, with rekindled flames in his pupils.
This kind of gaze made Song Yinyin feel afraid.
She hadn't expected him to recover so quickly...
Just now, she had experienced his strength, and now facing it again, she was of course scared.
She shook her head, begging, "Lu Jihan, stop! Let me go, I, I don't want to..."
