Upon hearing her hint, Valentin's expression was obviously startled for a moment.
There didn't seem to be much reaction, but through the warm light on the bedside, you could see that his pupils shrank extremely slightly.
Seeing that he remained silent, Ashley thought he didn't understand. She swallowed nervously and looked at him with a pair of wet eyes. The water in her eyes trembled slightly:
"I said, my body has recovered. Do you...do you want to have a couple's night out?"
The implicit became explicit.
It's so straightforward and bold, but it's inexplicably heartwarming.
Valentin's eyes instantly turned dark, like a dark whirlpool that caused people to indulge.
Ashley moved closer to his arms, her long and curly eyelashes trembling slightly.
Although she brought it up on her own initiative, it was her first time doing this kind of thing and she was inexperienced, so her heartbeat inevitably accelerated a bit. Her little hands tightly grasped the white shirt at the man's waist.
She picked out the ambiguous and charming folds of the snow-white smooth fabric.
Ashley's pupils trembled, and she didn't speak any more, but directly took action.
She suddenly raised her chin, and kissed Valentin with her delicate red lips.
Like petals being blown down to the water.
Touch gently.
When she wanted to pull away and end the kiss.
Suddenly, the man's warm palm grabbed the back of her head without any explanation, and deepened the kiss forcefully and violently.
At that moment, Ashley's fingers clenching the white shirt at the man's waist suddenly tightened, and the weak sobs in her throat were blocked.
The man's kiss was turbulent and hot, revealing an aggressiveness that could no longer bear to break through the cage.
Ashley was forced to lift her chin, and her slender, snow-white neck drew out its graceful lines.
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