C265 You Have to Control Yourself

Sweat, more and more on their faces.

The car was air-conditioned, but the temperature in the car was rising bit by bit.

Gu Anran pressed her hands against Jiangnan's chest. Although she was separated by a thin layer of shirt, she could still feel that the body temperature of the man under her palm was rising.

She really regretted speaking without covering her mouth. If she had known earlier