Yang Yixue lifted her head and looked at Lin Feng in quiet wonder, her usually serene eyes soft with something deeper than simple surprise.
Not only had he made her come so hard from nothing more than a single kiss and leaving her virgin body trembling and damp but he had also respected her in a way few men ever would.
Any other man, faced with a woman of her beauty and status willingly straddling him, ready to give away the purity she had guarded for millions of years, would have taken her body without a second thought.
They would have pushed inside her, claimed her, and satisfied their own desire in the heat of the moment.
Lin Feng, however, was not any other man.
He had stopped her. He had chosen restraint over immediate conquest.
In that choice she saw clear intent… he wanted to know her better, to foster a genuine connection between them rather than simply claim her body.
