If a woman was just for play, Mo Nanjue wouldn't care about who took the initiative; all that mattered was his satisfaction. However, if he was emotionally invested, the ultimate peak experience would only be achieved when both mind and body were engaged.
This was something Mo Nanjue had longed to experience with Tong Ran, but each time, she remained motionless, letting him do as he pleased.
All attempts naturally ended in failure.
He had often wondered whether his desire for that proactive experience meant he had feelings for her from the start?
"How about it?" Tong Ran held his hand, feeling the man's fingertips burning. She wasn't sure if she could extinguish this fire, "If you don't agree, pretend I never said anything..."
"You're tough."
In the end, Tong Ran had underestimated herself; the temptation she offered was big enough that Mo Nanjue had no choice but to agree. His large hand patted her buttocks a few times, "Tong Ran, you're digging a hole for yourself."
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