1218 I'm Here

Suddenly, Bo Jiu's shoulders trembled and her face flushed. "It's ticklish."

"Is that so? It's ticklish?" Qin Mo watched her. His eyes were so glazed under the moon it seemed teary. "Is it just ticklish?"

Bo Jiu curved her body in his arms as that was probably the only way to survive through the minute. She probably would never know, the more she reacted in such a manner, the harder it was for him to leave. It was as though he was possessed. That sensation was so intense yet tender and soft, just like warm jade. And the smell on her body… Qin Mo tilted his head over, his nose buried in her hair, his gaze turning dark.

Bo Jiu bit down on her lips, her hospital gown left with just two buttons fastened, exposing her delicate collar bones and tenderness. The snowy white skin was sending the temperature through the roofs amidst the night sky.