Tang Yu was about to suffocate, her delicate little face turning even more red and charming.
Ye Sihan's breath came in heavy gasps, Tang Yu's graceful body in his grasp, and also in his beast-like eyes.
Wherever his hand touched, he felt her skin hot and scorching, its temperature itself seducing him.
"Mmm!" Tang Yu's body involuntarily shivered along with his touch, her slim waist twisting and trembling, "Hand, take your hand away... Mmm!"
Ye Sihan gazed at her with a wolfish hunger, "Do you know who I am? Hmm?"
Tang Yu shook her head, feeling even dizzier.
She drank too much, everything was hazy, and her will to resist was weakening.
"Who am I?" Ye Sihan's dark eyes, deep as ink, stared at her, his fingers becoming more audacious.
"Ah!" Tang Yu's voice carried a cry, her beautiful tempting legs kicking helplessly. "Uncomfortable..."
"Already can't take it?" Ye Sihan's voice was extremely hoarse, "Say it, who am I."