He closed the door, quickly picked up Feng Yueya and ran to the bed, and without hesitation, threw her onto the soft bed.
Then, his solid body also followed, pressing down upon her.
Seeing him pounce, Feng Yueya shrieked and rolled, trying to jump off the bed.
Just as she sat up, her waist was encircled by one of Yun Shangyuan's arms.
With a gentle hook, her body was lifted and pressed down on the bed.
Her hair was in disarray, her clothing slightly open, Feng Yueya's chest heaved with frantic breaths.
Yun Shangyuan pressed onto her, not with much weight, but enough to stop her movements.
Their eyes met, and a moment of ambiguous air flowed instantly between them.
"Yue Yaya..." Yun Shangyuan slowly moved closer to her, his hands cradling her face, gently stroking.
He leaned in closer and closer, and Feng Yueya's breaths became more and more unsteady.
Staring deeply into Yun Shangyuan's eyes, Feng Yueya watched him with anticipation and tension.
