Inside and out, only the two of them remained.
Lu Ziyuan raised his hand and pulled open her collar, burying his face into her shoulder and neck, his lips holding onto the soft flesh on the side of her neck.
Kissing continuously, greedily drawing in her scent.
Amidst their intimate closeness, his long, bony fingers unhesitatingly slipped inside her clothes.
Soon, he lifted his head from her neck pit, smiling cruelly, "Does this count as overstepping the boundaries?"
"Lu Ziyuan!"
Xie Wanqing, who had remained calm for years, was driven to tears by his actions, gripping his wrist and biting her teeth to stay calm, "Don't lose your mind, I can explain everything."
Lu Ziyuan seemed not to have heard, showing no intention of stopping.
The sensation in his palm was as smooth and warm as jade.
He almost forgot what day it was today.
In broad daylight, outside the courtyard, he pulled open her clothes…
