The two of them conveyed their longing and deep affection for each other with every drop of blood in their bodies, every cell, and every heartbeat.
Without a word, it surpassed a thousand words.
"I love you," is an unchanging vow.
No matter how far I go, I will always try my hardest to return to your side.
Even if, thorns cover the ground.
...
After the passion had subsided, only warmth filled the room.
Once they had collected themselves, the two resumed their act.
While his words were cold, Shen Mosheng's eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at Han Yingying, "Miss Han, can you now speak of the treatment method?"
"The treatment is simple, just spend more time with women, make more contact, and perform more intimate actions." Han Yingying playfully knelt before him, tugging at his tie, "I'm very willing to be that woman, Mr. Shen, what do you say?"
"Are you mocking me?"
"I've mocked you not just once or twice, Mr. Shen, are you a bit slow on the uptake?"
