บท 97: Was He being Carried by a Man?!

Jiang Yexun, who had just barely managed to suppress his thoughts, felt them surging up again. They were even more wild and unbridled than before, overwhelming his rationality. The corners of his eyes took on a dangerous crimson hue, feeling the intertwining of his and Su Xiaoxiao's breaths. It created an atmosphere of extreme intimacy, full of ambiguity.

Jiang Yexun was drowning in her alluring fragrance, which fascinated him. The two of them, pressed closely together, even had their heartbeats synchronized to the same rhythm, like a powerful and forceful drumbeat that neither could ignore.

Jiang Yexun tentatively kissed the girl's forehead, planting feather-light kisses on her skin. He trailed down, gently caressing and pecking at her delicate earlobes, then bit them softly.

Su Xiaoxiao let out a soft, coquettish moan. "Yexun, what are you doing..."