Gu Yan stared blankly, looking at the man's features up close.
His eyebrows were thick but did not appear unruly, and his eyelashes were long yet did not make him seem effeminate.
Gu Yan thought that by describing him like this, Tang Yuxiu's handsome image would crumble significantly.
She was impressed with herself for still having the mind to think about this right now.
Morning men are naturally full of energy, and soon, Tang Yuxiu was no longer satisfied with just a simple intertwining of lips and tongue; the other hand on her waist started to get restless.
The man's large hand gently caressed her body, igniting fires in different places, and Gu Yan felt she was about to melt.
With a simple turn, Tang Yuxiu easily pinned the limp Gu Yan beneath him.
The large hand slipped inside her clothes, moving upwards.
Gu Yan shivered suddenly, waking up instantly, and pushed Tang Yuxiu away with both hands.
