But that's not right, he just had one not long ago, didn't he say he was tired?
Xia Siyu was not having it; she immediately struggled, but because she was sitting on his lap and he had her trapped against the desk, she couldn't move freely. "Weren't you out of energy?"
Actually, Bo Yan hadn't intended that at all at first. He just wanted to stop her, and then go back with her.
But now that she had mentioned it, Bo Yan felt he had rested quite long enough and indeed could have another round.
Moreover.
Xia Siyu usually had such a thick face, but ever since they got physically intimate, he often saw her blush profusely from a few words of his. That shy yet annoyed look, somehow indulgent in the moment, was really adorable.
She didn't even know, how beautiful she looked when they were entwined with each other, her breath delicate, her complexion faintly rosy, a look of anger mixed with annoyance, lips slightly parted, and strands of hair sticking to her forehead because of sweat!