Perhaps thinking they wouldn't be able to meet often after this, Mu Qian made his demands intensely. Wen Jiaren was already so exhausted she didn't even have the strength to catch her breath. Her fair face blushed a rosy red, her beautiful eyes looked hazy, seductive as silk threads.
Mu Qian's heart was stirred as he saw her slightly parted lips. He kissed her there, "Thank you. This has been the most beautiful night of my life, the most perfect experience, and just now you... were passionate as fire."
Wen Jiaren's pretty face turned red, and she turned her face away.
Mu Qian was greatly satisfied by her coy demeanor. He chuckled and nipped at her earlobe, "I really like it."
Wen Jiaren yanked the blanket, deciding to just cover her face with it. Mu Qian laughed heartily, his laughter was extremely pleasant to the ear.
