Yun Ran silently told herself in her heart: [Be patient! Be gentle! Don't hit him! Don't...]
"Aran, didn't you want to see the wound? How can you see it with your eyes closed? Hmm?"
A teasing voice floated into her ears, and Yun Ran opened her eyes just to meet his seemingly smiling gaze, like the moon casting stars into the boundless sea, so beautiful that she couldn't look away.
Yun Ran couldn't help but take a few more glances, feeling in her heart: [Even though I see it every day, I feel like I can never get enough?]
[This definitely isn't infatuation! It's a human's lasting affection for beautiful people and things.]
Nangong Mo silently curled his lips, slowly and leisurely disrobing, his fingers were like jade, his movements as fluid as flowing clouds, graceful with an indescribable sexiness and allure.
Yun Ran quietly watched.
In a moment, countless scenes filled her eyes.
A charming neck, sexy collarbones, a perfectly toned and smooth figure, without a single flaw.
