She Was A Shy Girl
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
He Xiyan held her breath. Although they were in such intimacy one hour ago, she dared not look at him then and only now did she see him naked. His perfect figure was just like that of male models.
"Yixuan..." He Xiyan took a deep breath, her face red again like rouged.
Mo Yixuan held a gentle smile on his lips.
He slowly walked towards He Xiyan, caressing her long black hair. Her coyness and nervousness were beheld in his eyes.
This was a very simple girl, so all the thoughts were clearly written on her face.
He Xiyan's cheeks were crimson. At this time, she could smell the faint smell of him, like that of mint. And she could see his chest, even the ups and downs of his every breath.
She bit her lips tightly, her heart beating wildly.
She thought of their intimate movements. They, with no clothes on, embraced each other so intimately.