The light of the moon flowed along the window sill, as the snow fell.
The scene seemed to have frozen in time, as if he had fallen into a beautiful dream.
Her lips were unbelievably soft, and they were burning hot. It ignited a spark within the depths of his body that could start a prairie fire.
The breath that fell on his neck was warm and sweet. When mixed with the strong smell of wine, it became a most alluring taste, easily destroying all of his rationality and crushing him.
The darkness of the night and the moonlight blended together, outlining his exquisite features.
His deep phoenix eyes seemed bottomless, as if they could easily swallow a person.
Lu Huaiyu's entire body tensed up.
"Ning Li."
His voice was terrifyingly deep and hoarse. When he called her name, he gritted his teeth, as if he was trying his best to suppress something,
"Do you know what you're doing?"
