Zhao Dong's mind went blank. Before he could react, Su Yurou climbed onto his body and captured his lips. "Take me... okay?"
Her voice caused the desire deep within him to erupt completely. "Mmm..." The intense stimulation sent a tremor through Su Yurou's entire body, and she collapsed limply into his arms.
"Are you sure you want to be my woman?" Zhao Dong asked, his eyes bloodshot.
Su Yurou trembled under his gaze and stammered, "I... I do..."
Her affirmation dispelled his final reservation. Just as she said, I already have so many women. What difference would one more make?
It was a dark and windy night. The lakeside was deserted, so Zhao Dong pulled Su Yurou into a blind spot for the security cameras and pressed her against a tree. The moon was bright and the stars were few, making for a strangely romantic scene. Soon, only Su Yurou's enchanting cries could be heard, mingling with the gentle rustling of the willow trees.
