C436 Pulling Xia Wanxin into the Studio

Zhenzhen wasn't sure if he had intentionally worn cologne, but the scent was undeniably comforting to her. She lifted her hand, wrapping it around his lean, strong waist, and before she knew it, she was responding to him.

Yaotian felt Zhenzhen's movement and gradually deepened the kiss. If it weren't for the receptionist's voice on the phone outside the door