Chenxing experienced Gu Shaocheng's biggest outburst, and even that wasn't much. Afterwards, she fell beside him, drenched in sweat, lying limply in his arms. She let the slightly exerted man's hand wander across her body, with her hair sticking wetly to her cheek. Gu Shaocheng's lips landed on her nose tip, "Scared now, aren't you?"
Chenxing, gasping, rolled her eyes and said, "Not scared!"
Gu Shaocheng's hand pinched her waist again, trying to lift her up. Chenxing was so frightened she dodged: "Scared, scared, scared!"
The next instant, her body was softly laid beside him again, her chin held in his fingers. He leaned slightly to the left, focusing intensely on her. Chenxing's arms weakly wrapped around his neck, her gaze trembling as she looked at her man.
At this moment, the scenery was breathtaking!
The atmosphere was also remarkably harmonious.
He was intrigued, his fingers brushing her lips, "Where's the boy? Bring him over for me to see!"
