Quickly taking it, she held back her blushing and said, "Who let you touch this?"
Her words had no real force, and Feng Chengjin smiled slightly, saying, "I didn't do it on purpose."
In the pocket was Gu Zixuan's private underwear, and what Feng Chengjin held by one corner was a pair of panties, white, lace...
Gu Zixuan grabbed everything, her face flushed like hot iron, embarrassed not knowing where to put it.
Feng Chengjin watched, a smile playing on his lips, his gaze unconsciously deepened.
Moving closer, he almost instinctively wrapped one arm around Gu Zixuan's waist.
Her soft waist was scarcely able to be held in one hand.
Gu Zixuan was slender, but that didn't affect the fact that she had a great figure.
Remembering the times she trembled and moaned softly in his arms, the memories surged in his mind, making his grip on her waist even tighter.
