C215 Temptation Is Always in Patience

Within the room, a vague fragrance lingered.

His black hair was stuck together in his sweat. Xing Moyang's eyes were narrowed, red. He held her tight in his arms, his lips pressed against her sexy collarbone.

"Mm …" "Han'er …" Xing Moyan loosened her teeth and moved closer to Lin Han'er's ear.

He had been controlling his desire, afraid that he would hurt Lin Han'er