Inside the room, the air was filled with sensual charm, and in the air surged the fervent breath of passion between a man and a woman.
Each wave higher than the last.
Just listening was enough to make one blush and heartbeat race.
Desire finally ebbed; both of them, exhausted, lay on the Simmons bed, breathing heavily.
No one knew how much time had passed when the woman's supple body wriggled back into the man's chest, her lips softly murmuring, "Hubby, I love you so much."
Ye Chenxi lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms; seeing her cheeks flushed a rosy red, so alluring and shy, he smiled faintly and squeezed her shoulder.
"I love you even more."
"You're my first man, and you'll be my last man too."
She didn't know why, but she suddenly said that.
Ye Chenxi hadn't thought much of it at first, but then he saw the emotion flicker in her eyes, as if there was something deeper behind her words.
