C535 Hibiscus Tectorum

Xia Xiaochan steadied herself and leaned her body against the nearby table.

He brought his hands close to hers, his body pressed against hers, his lips against her ear, the side of his snow-white neck.

"Ao Xingyu …" Under his palms, she was already utterly defeated.

When he separated her body from his, he felt a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. Her body couldn't help but stiffen