He Chen squinted his eyes instantly, "Stop investigating?"
This woman had been tracking his movements?
Yin Mo's expression slightly tensed, somewhat annoyed, she frowned and tried to cover up, "No, what I mean is... sigh..."
Before she finished, He Chen pounced on her like a tiger hunting its prey, pinning her beneath him, "Captain Yin, think it through before you make up a story."
Yin Mo was held against the bed, her dark hair spread out, her eyebrows raised playfully, creating a scene that was enough to make one's blood boil.
He Chen cleared his throat, looking down at the woman in his arms, "Take your time, I'm not in a rush."
"Can you move up a bit..." Yin Mo pushed at his shoulders, her voice soft.
Their posture was full of suggestive teasing, the man's muscles pressed against her through thin fabric, warmth constantly emanating, and it seemed like both of their body temperatures were rising.
