Xiao Yi didn't even close the door. He didn't even have any patience anymore. He grabbed Si Feifei's throat with one hand, making it impossible for her to breathe.

But Si Feifei did not resist at all, and her eyes were even full of provocation.

The next second, Xiao Yi seemed to be taking revenge in anger, and bit her neck directly, not letting go for a long time.

Si Feifei, however, clung to him like an octopus and whispered, "Please."

These two words finally shattered Xiao Yi's last line of defense, and he could no longer control himself.

Emotions, like the surging river flowing eastward, are turbulent and uncontrollable once triggered. At that moment, Xiao Yi hugged Si Feifei tightly, as if turning her into a part of his body, letting her snuggle against his waist like a koala.

Si Feifei's dependence on Xiao Yi is like a koala's attachment to a tree. She places her trust and emotions on Xiao Yi without reservation. This tacit understanding and intimacy is like the fusion of river water and riverbed, relying on each other and moving forward together. A pair of hands gently caressed Xiao Yi's chest, moving down little by little, constantly igniting the fire.

Xiao Yi kicked open Si Feifei's door with a thunderous force, pressing her tightly against the wall like a violent storm. There was an indescribable tension in the air, as if two stars were attracted to each other in the universe, colliding and producing sparks.

Xiao Yi took out a bottle of red wine from behind him, shook it skillfully like a magician, then tilted his head back and took a big sip, as if savoring the sweetness and bitterness of life. He then handed the bottle to Si Feifei, his eyes flashing with provocation and expectation.

Si Feifei showed no sign of weakness. She took the bottle and took a big sip with the same posture and momentum. The red wine danced on her tongue, burning like a flame, yet with a hint of sweetness. Her eyes flashed with determination, as if she was engaging in a silent duel with Xiao Yi.

Under the influence of alcohol, their emotions surged like a tide. As they tossed and turned, it felt as if the world was spinning beneath their feet. Before they knew it, the bottle of red wine had been empty, but their emotions, like the wine itself, grew stronger and deeper.