When An Mo finally pulled back, a thin line of saliva stretched between them in the dim light of the inner room.

He looked down at her with a deep, intense gaze, his chest heaving slightly as his breath hitched. His own lips were red and swollen from the friction, and Su Qinglan’s were incredibly moist, flushed, and parted as she gasped for air.

"Hah... hah..." Her shallow breaths trembled in the quiet room.

Looking at the beautiful female trapped beneath him, An Mo felt a sudden, powerful urge to pin her down all over again just to taste that sweetness once more.

’This is truly a good thing,’ he thought to himself, his golden eyes darkening with primitive hunger.

"Lan Lan," he murmured, his voice thick, raspy, and overflowing with emotion.

"So, did you get my answer? Now it is your turn to answer me. Is it a yes or a no?"

He asked her directly, locking his gaze onto hers and leaving absolutely no room for her to dodge.

"Ngh..."

Su Qinglan licked her lips instinctively, mentally cursing because she could still taste his rich, intoxicating flavor on her tongue.

Shifting her head slightly to the side to avoid his piercing, predatory gaze, her heart hammered wildly against her ribs. She finally mumbled a quiet, barely audible, "Mm."

An Mo chuckled softly, a low vibration that rumbled directly against her chest. He tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her hips even closer against his until there was absolutely no space left between them.

"I didn’t hear you, Lan Lan. Say it louder."

Su Qinglan squeezed her eyes shut, her face burning like fire. Overwhelmed by the intense heat radiating from him, she finally blurted out, "Yes!"

Truthfully, she felt completely weak and malleable all over her body whenever she was around this handsome man. She was genuinely moved by him.

If she were being completely honest with herself, she had always drooled over him in secret, her heart fluttering at his every move.

But because he was her highly respected benefactor who had saved her so much trouble, she had always strictly maintained her boundaries.

Now that he was directly offering himself to her on a silver platter, she felt a bit breathless and overwhelmed.

For a second, her mind whirled, and she wondered if this was just a highly vivid dream born from her own hidden desires.

On the other hand, An Mo was truly happy when he heard that loud "yes" come from her mouth. A brilliant, triumphant smile broke across his handsome face.

Without wasting another moment, he crashed his lips down onto hers once again.

This time, the kiss was even more aggressive, desperate, and wild. He used all of his clumsy, inexperienced techniques on her, biting and sucking eagerly, desperate to possess her completely.

"Hiss! Ah..."

Su Qinglan let out a sharp sound, pulling back slightly with a painful wince. He had accidentally bitten her tongue in his excitement.

She glared up at him, her eyes watering slightly with annoyance.

"You are so clumsy at this!" she complained, her voice a breathless pout.

An Mo chuckled, completely unbothered by her criticism, his eyes crinkling with affection.

"My female, don’t worry. Just give me a chance to learn," he teased, his voice dropping an octave. His gaze slowly roamed down, burning through the fabric of her smooth dress.

"Why don’t I give you a demo of my skills right now? That way, you can guide me next time and rate my performance."

Su Qinglan’s eyes widened, her jaw dropping slightly.

’What skills?’ It was clearly his very first time, and she was one hundred percent sure he was going to be clumsy. He had literally just bitten her tongue so hard she thought she could taste blood! And now he was confidently asking her to rate him?

She almost scoffed out loud. If he wanted to talk about skills, she should be the one teaching him! She was actually very experienced compared to him.

For a split second, a smug, confident smile threatened to appear on her face as she thought about bragging.

But the moment she looked back into his deep, swirling golden eyes, her confidence evaporated. She immediately turned back into a timid little mouse, swallowing her words.

’Damn it,’ she thought, her heart racing as she averted her eyes, ’I am not looking into his eyes again.’

Those eyes completely melted her confidence with just one glance.

Before she could muster up the courage to tell him she could teach him, she felt a warm hand slide along her bare skin.

"Ah!"

She shuddered violently, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she realized he had pushed her long dress all the way up to her waist, completely exposing her snowy pale legs to his hungry, appreciative gaze.

"An Mo, wait, no... huff... you don’t know how to do this. Let me show you," she stammered, her voice trembling as she tried to regain some control over the situation.

An Mo chuckled deeply, his breath warm and ticklish against her sensitive neck.

"Lan Lan, don’t take me for a simpleton. I know my way around."

Su Qinglan’s face flushed completely red, a wave of helpless heat washing over her.

Fine, if he wanted to be dominant, she would just let him be. She had been gracious enough to offer to teach him, just like the way she had guided Shi Feng in the beginning, but if this man wanted to be brazen and stubborn, she wouldn’t stop him.

Before she could say another word, An Mo moved with incredible, dizzying speed. In one swift, efficient motion, he dragged her panties right down her legs.

"Oh!"

The chilly air of the room immediately slapped against her private parts. The sudden cold made her squirm instantly, a sharp shiver running through her, and she automatically tried to curl up and cover herself with her hands.

She glared at An Mo, her voice trembling and breathless. "You... you!"

An Mo only chuckled softly, his eyes flashing with desire. He immediately pulled her body tightly against his chest, wrapping his strong arms around her and using his own radiating heat to block out the chill and keep her warm.

Su Qinglan was completely stunned by his brazen, heavy-handed behavior.

At this point, she was absolutely convinced that this man had no idea what he was doing and just wanted to dive straight into the main act.

He didn’t seem to know a single step of foreplay! She almost cursed out loud, whining internally at how clumsy and rushed he was being.

But her critical thoughts vanished instantly, and her eyes went completely round when she felt his movements suddenly change.

"Ngh...!"

An Mo’s thumb suddenly found her most sensitive spot. He began to rub over her honey pot with surprising smoothness, drawing slow, deliberate, agonizingly perfect circles.

The sudden rush of intense pleasure made a soft, breathless moan escape her lips.

"Ahh... An Mo..."

Hearing her sweet, needy sound, An Mo smiled in pure satisfaction, a low growl escaping his throat. He continued to stroke her tenderly, his touch surprisingly precise for someone she thought was a complete amateur. Then, with a sudden, masterful shift in pressure, he gently pinched her little bud.

"Oh! Hah...aaah!"

A powerful, electric shudder zipped straight down Su Qinglan’s spine, arching her back off the bed. The sensation was so intense and good that she could feel herself immediately growing soaking wet beneath his touch, her juices coating his fingers.

She gasped desperately for air, her fingers tightly gripping the soft hides, wrinkling the fabric as her body completely melted under his touch.

She opened her eyes to look up at him, her vision blurry and completely dazed by the overwhelming pleasure.

But right at that moment, An Mo suddenly changed his pace. Without warning, he plunged his middle finger deep inside her.

"Ahhh! Oh beast god...!"

"Damn...An Mo"