Embarrassment

Zhao Zhan had been under great pressure for the past five days.

After resting for most of the night to replenish his strength, after confirming that it was his lover's arms, the impulse came roaring, and there were even a few times when he forgot to be gentle.

Yue Jiaojiao's eyes were stinging red.

It was as if someone had set a fire under the blanket, making a layer of sticky sweat appear on her body even though she was cold.

The colder she was, the more a certain hot stove wanted to stick to her and absorb that trace of coldness.

Zhao Zhan was only a little dazed at the beginning of his gentle indulgence, but even after he regained consciousness, he was completely unable to control himself.

Due to the heat, the sweet taste on her body became much more alluring.

Zhao Zhan pressed against her neck.

Each breath he took in was filled with greed.