Chapter 4：Woman, Dont You Regret Your Sacrifice Tonight (1/2)

She gradually unbuttoned her clothes, revealing more and more of her snowy white skin.

She had an appealing neck and a beautiful neckline. She had a decanter-shaped waist, where a man's arm was enough to wrap around her whole waist. Her long and slender legs also contributed to that exquisitely refined body of hers. She was delicate, but very strong.

She wore a set of black undergarments on the inside. Besides causing reverie in people, the contrast between black and white gave a strong visual impact.

Mo Chiwei's alluring Adam's apple moved visibly. His black pupils were like the ocean during midnight, filled with undercurrents, deep and dangerous.

She did not stop pulling her clothes away from her body. Her seductive body was reflected in his dark pupils.

Tang Xinyan saw him pursing his thin lips but remained standing there like a log. Boldly, she stood up and walked toward him.

She wrapped her arms around his strong waist and buried her small face into his chest. She breathed out gently. ”You're a man, I know you want to…”

Her pliant and elegant body, her pleasant and fragrant aroma, her honeyed and gentle voice.

Every single one of them was seducing every nerve of his.

He knew that the 'ingredient' that Chi Zhihang had added into his drink had started to have its effect on him.

Her soft and smooth hand reached into his bathrobe, slowly making its way down from his chest. He grabbed her wrist when it was close to the danger zone. He looked at her with his dark eyes. ”Are you for real?”

Tang Xinyan looked at him with her watery and beautiful eyes. Looking at his outline, a handsome face with decent features and long eyelashes, she replied, ”Why would I be faking it? Or… you just can't?”

Mo Chiwei's dark eyes sank and he let go of her wrist. He held her chin with his boney hand, lowered his head and pressed his cold lips against hers.

His kiss was strong, potent and ferocious. He did not give her a chance to catch her breath.

A gush of strong masculine aroma rushed into her nostrils and lungs.

Tang Xinyan's mind was in the gutter and her brain was not functioning.

She wrapped her slender and long legs around his strong waist.

His eyes darkened notably. He left her lips and asked hoarsely, ”First time?”