The atmosphere was perfect; they were even unwilling to spare the time to grab a condom. Besides, they'd already indulged themselves earlier at noon, and hadn't had the chance to take the pill yet. Since taking it was inevitable, they might as well make the most of it.
Bo Yan lifted his head, his gaze a silent inquiry. He and Xia Siyu had already developed a tacit understanding—there was no need for verbal questions. If she didn't want it, she'd simply push him away, and he wouldn't force her.
But unexpectedly, Xia Siyu was even more enthusiastic than he was. All he did was glance up at her, and Xia Siyu was already tugging at his collar. The cliché of playing hard to get? She didn't bother with that. If she liked something, she went after it boldly.
