บท 141: Coquettish in Huo Sicheng's Embrace

Huo Sicheng once again quelled the words lingering at the corner of Gu Qingcheng's mouth, a gesture that spoke volumes of his familiar control over her.

From behind, Damon's voice, filled with astonishment, momentarily diverted his attention.

Even as Gu Qingcheng, ensconced in his embrace, maintained her silence, her hands roved restlessly over his body.

Intoxicated, her hands continued their exploratory journey, navigating him with an intoxicated determination.

Her unsteady touch threw him into turmoil, akin to being engulfed in a blazing furnace.

An overwhelming heat coursed through him, making his body nearly unbearable to touch.

Damon held his breath, his ears attuned to any stirrings within the room.

Two minutes slipped away, yet the room remained shrouded in silence.

Bewilderment set in. Had he misjudged the situation?

"Sicheng?" he called again, concern lacing his voice. "Are you alright?"