"Are you really not on your period?"
He suddenly leaned close to her face, his voice low and husky, betraying an uncontrollable lust.
Shen Cheng remembered the words she had said in the bathroom earlier, the fire she had kindled; it was her responsibility to extinguish it.
At this moment, if she lied to him again, she feared he'd be driven to the brink of madness.
She lifted her head to meet his burning gaze and whispered gently, "I'm not..."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Shi Yu lowered his head to capture her soft lips, his strong arms forcefully wrapping around her slender waist.
Because of their height difference, Shen Cheng could only tiptoe to respond, wrapping her hands around his neck, tilting her head to accept his passion.
Different from his usually dominant demeanor, Shi Yu held her in his embrace, and kissed her surprisingly tenderly.
