The King’s Enchanting

As those lips touched hers, she became even more certain, this man was definitely Yu Zexiao!

There was no repulsive scent about him, but rather a refreshing naturalness. In the countless dark nights, as she propped herself up on Yu Zexiao’s body, enduring his waves of passion, she could understand everything about his scent and the fragrance he emitted just with her hands and lips.

But even in the past, although he showed an extreme fascination with her body, it was never like now, where it seemed as if he had exploded, as if inside his tightly pressed chest, that heart was pounding so intensely it was like the beating of a drum! Thud, thud, thud... Inside, there were too many emotions she couldn’t understand, like joy, like agitation, and yet like a deeper sentiment he had never shown before!

In response, his passionate kisses fell like raindrops, quickly moving from her lips to shower her soft cheeks, her glistening earlobes, her slender neck.

And those hands, as if they had eyes, slid from her mouth and nose, swept over her elegantly curved neck and chest, and finally, gripped her waist tightly as if to fix her posture.

With such fiery kisses landing, and the robust body of the man pushing desperately forward, she felt like a fish on the brink of death, being slowly deprived of moisture, only able to passively rely on him, extending her arms to futilely grab his arms, knowing full well that things shouldn’t continue this way, yet feeling as though something had seized her lifeline, making it hard to refuse.

What surprised her even more was that the man actually lifted her bottom and, pressing forward, hoisted her up, while also tirelessly wrapping her legs around his waist - it looked like he intended to get down to business immediately!

Even if she was ninety-nine percent sure this person was Yu Zexiao, this was still not right.