That night, Xue Xi felt as though she was in a dream. In her dream, she seemed to have become a boat that floated on the surging sea.
Although the Xiang Huai she knew would usually take advantage of her verbally and had an astonishing aura, he was, in essence, a gentlemanly and restrained man.
However, tonight, he seemed to have completely released the beast in his body.
When Xue Xi was placed on the bed, her gown had already fallen to the ground because of the opened zipper.
All that was left on her was a tight white silk dress.
The skirt was very short and only covered her thighs.
Although the heater was turned on in the room, the bedsheets on the bed were still a little cold. The back of the bedsheets was slightly cold, and in front of her was Xiang Huai's burning body—
While Xue Xi was in a daze, the man had already pressed down…
