However, Lu Yinfeng was very put off by Mo Nanze's indifferent attitude.
"What do you mean 'and then'?"
Did he really think he knew nothing?
Lu Yinfeng felt that Mo Nanze was on a very novel track.
Even though her body had already crumbled under Mo Nanze's manipulation, her mind still resisted.
Mo Nanze knew that if he didn't clarify now, Lu Yinfeng would overthink it for a long time.
He leaned into her ear and murmured in that low, sexy voice she liked, "That night… it was wild."
He wouldn't mind experiencing it again.
Lu Yinfeng's body trembled.
She turned within his embrace to face him, looking straight into Mo Nanze's eyes.
"You admit it?" Lu Yinfeng challenged.
From Mo Nanze's perspective, Lu Yinfeng's face was flushed, her lips slightly parted, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Her stern seriousness had an unusual sexiness to it.
"Of course I admit it," Mo Nanze said, his eyes simmering.
He stopped his movements, his hands resting on Lu Yinfeng's lower back.