C1617 Enemy Meeting

Although Aria Bennett was shy, she still reached out to unbuckle her shirt. The man turned around and saw her back facing him, her elegant back, white as jade, and her long ink-black hair.

By the time he came back to his senses, her thin lips had already kissed her jade-like skin.

Aria Bennett's body couldn't stop trembling. She leaned back against the man's shoulder and closed her eyes