After using his teeth to unbutton her clothing, Shen Luo'an's lips rested against Ye Youyou's delicate skin. Her skin was young, smooth, and supple.
Something that caught Shen Luo'an completely by surprise was the fact that his long-dormant lust had suddenly stirred. It was as if the floodgates had opened. The desire that came pouring out could not been stemmed.
The panic in Ye Youyou intensified. Her struggles became wilder, but the pain in her hand prevented her from exerting any force at all.
Shen Luo'an began tracing his lips down her skin.
Ye Youyou had never experienced Shen Luo'an's touch, and the feeling was foreign to her. She couldn't hold back any longer and broke down in tears. She suddenly stopped struggling and went limp, crying out, "It hurts so much… my hand…"