Ye Tian didn't want to either, but there was no help for it. That thing was just too alluring, drawing all of his attention to it.
Especially after seeing Matsushima Hanako's apple-like, rosy cheeks, Ye Tian felt a surge of lust in an instant, no matter what happened last night.
Ye Tian tentatively moved closer to Matsushima Hanako, not expecting that such a small action would make her breathing become hurried, as if intentionally teasing him.
Naturally, Ye Tian couldn't tolerate it. His hands began to move on their own, and his body kept leaning forward, always on the verge of overwhelming Matsushima Hanako.
Ye Tian's breath slowly approached Matsushima Hanako's earlobe, but it was at that moment that a series of knocks suddenly came from outside the door of her room.
"Hey, Japanese woman, are you alright?"
"Yeah, why the moaning early in the morning?"
The knockers were naturally Han Yichen and Zhao Huimin, who must have heard the noises just now and rushed over.
