In the middle of the night...
Han Yi slightly turned over, and felt Gong Tingxuan's passion.
These past two days, his energy has been abundant.
It seems he always wants to drain every ounce of strength from her.
When she is exhausted, she can't attend to anything else...
But she always seems to get distracted, even when they are at their most harmonious, she suddenly starts thinking about other things.
"Focus a little, babe!"
He looked down at her from above, hot sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead.
She reached out and hugged his neck, making the intimacy more blended.
"Knock knock knock!"
At this moment, an ill-timed knock sounded at the door.
Han Yi struggled a bit, trying to push him away.
He held her tightly, "Don't worry, it's my mom!"
"Nonsense, it's not, your mom would call…"
Han Yi kicked Gong Tingxuan away, put on her pajamas and went to open the door.
Opened the door, seeing Han Yuxuan's little figure standing at the door, holding a stuffed doll.
