C58 Flowers in Full Bloom

Han Qichen's mouth was a bit dry. Xue Hee's gaze, however, was also extremely direct. Her waist was soft and flexible, and she was pressed tightly into the crook of his arm. Han Qichen could feel the heat of her skin through the thin layer of clothes.

The temperature in Han Qichen's eyes slowly rose, bringing with it a scorching heat. He pulled the person out of his arms