-031- Husband Will Teach You.
By the end of the kiss, Xuan Yang felt her mind go completely blank.
She only responded to the man's kiss out of instinct.
By the time she realized something was wrong, her hands had already disobediently wound around Zhou Dang's neck, pulling him closer for more kisses.
Zhou Dang was very satisfied with her response. Deep kiss after deep kiss, as if making up for all the years he'd missed out on.
Finally, when Xuan Yang was kissed to the point of exhaustion, her hands slid from his shoulders and fell limply onto the pillow.
Her expression, too, was shattered by lust, dazed and lost.
Zhou Dang finally stopped kissing her. Instead, he lovingly stroked her porcelain-white, flushed cheek and asked in a hoarse voice, "You said you wanted to help me. Do you know how?"
Actually, he had wanted to ask her this question earlier.
But at that moment, he had been too busy kissing her, and he felt that if he asked then, Xuan Yang might shyly push him away in embarrassment.
Zhou Dang couldn't bear to end the kiss too soon.
So he held back.
But now, the intense kissing had clearly exceeded Xuan Yang's capacity.
Her brain was probably a little fried.
So Zhou Dang took this opportunity to press the question.
True to form, Xuan Yang panicked. Her expression was lustful, with a hint of coy reluctance.
She frowned and looked away, stammering, "I... I don't know how."
Although it was she who had offered to help him.
But as for the specific operation and implementation, Xuan Yang had no experience at all.
She had just been caught up in the heat of the moment.
She thought that after that kiss, Zhou Dang had already put that question out of his mind.
She never expected him to bring it up again, especially while she was still catching her breath.
"..."
After a wordless moment, Xuan Yang pushed against the man's chest pressing down on her.
Zhou Dang wasn't putting his full weight on her, afraid she couldn't bear it.
But he maintained a distance that was neither too tight nor too loose, immovable.
Xuan Yang pushed twice, but it felt like a mountain was pressing down on her.
She couldn't budge him.
She gave up.
Turning her face away, she stubbornly refused to look at Zhou Dang's eyes, which were thick with desire.
But Zhou Dang kept looking at her.
He was somewhat dazed. The sight of Xuan Yang blushing, breathing steadily beneath him, was very much like a dream he had had many years ago.
He just never imagined that a dream could come true.
Zhou Dang lowered his head, burying his breath in Xuan Yang's neck. He held her close, greedily inhaling her scent.
A faint fragrance of gardenia, as elegant as she was.
So noble, yet so tempting to defile.
Xuan Yang didn't know what was wrong with Zhou Dang.
He stopped kissing and started sniffing?
Like a puppy.
But inexplicably, it made her heart beat faster than before, her head hot and swollen, her thoughts in chaos.
"Zhou Dang..." Xuan Yang tried to push him away.
But he caught her wrist.
At the same time, he breathed heavily in her ear and murmured in a magnetic voice, "If you don't know how, you can learn..."
"Husband will teach you."
"..."
Xuan Yang could hardly imagine her expression at that moment.
Probably a bit panicked, a bit embarrassed, and a bit incredulous.
She hadn't expected Zhou Dang to be so dominant, teaching her while kissing her.
Amidst the kisses, Xuan Yang's thoughts were scattered.
But it still couldn't stop her imagination from running wild.