He kissed her fervently, a stark contrast to the gentleness he had shown earlier. He was kissing her with some undefined emotion, as if something was surging within his chest that he was desperately trying to unleash, but to no avail.
He grabbed her hand and slid it to his waist, muttered two indistinct words, "Unfasten it!"
Nanxi was taken aback, unsure of his intentions. Yinchu voiced in a husky tone, "Unfasten…my belt."
Nanxi remained still, or rather, she had forgotten how to move. A man's deep sigh fused with languorous kisses fell once again, as he flipped her onto her back all the while kissing her eyes. He spoke, "It's fine, anything that you can't do, I'll help you accomplish it…"
"Nanxi, do you know? If there are a hundred steps between us, I am willing to take all hundred of them. All you need to do is stand there, facing me, waiting for me... I will eventually find you, no matter when or where!"
