[The previous chapter was censored again for being too explicit. Sigh, here is the rewritten version, which took me an hour to revise, so tiring.]
He really is an old hand at this; a perfectly innocent sentence turns into something else entirely once it comes out of his mouth!
"Forget it," she said. "Let's just skip the foreplay and get straight to the point."
"You arouse my desire and then think of backing out? There's no such good deal," he chuckled lightly, the wickedness in his demeanor was maddening.
Desire…
Shen Cheng felt she simply couldn't have a normal conversation with him; it always ended up turning dirty, nothing but filthy jokes, completely indecent.
Shi Yu leaned in close to her, and just before his lips could touch hers, he provocatively breathed a gust of warm air onto her face, "Desk, sofa, bathroom, balcony—you pick a place."
