C111 Pulp taste

Gu Jinyuan's hands moved along his waist, sliding along his spine all the way to his spine. He leaned back slightly as if he was strangled by his neck, and found it hard to breathe.

He … You guessed it? Or had he already discovered something?

"Scared?"

Gu Jinyuan asked with a low laugh in his throat, as though he liked her trembling appearance