130 Little Vixen, Your Husband’s Mental State is Beyond Weak

"Right now I'm in your arms, doesn't that make it more uncomfortable for you?" Ji Nuan carefully maintained a distance from him. Yet, even so, she could still feel the frightening heat from his body.

What sort of restraint did Mo Jingshen have that even when the circumstances were like this, he was still able to tolerate it?

"With the way you look right now, there's no difference for me whether you are standing over there or seating in my arms." Mo Jingshen held her waist, breathing in her refreshing fragrance accompanied by the scent of rain on her body. "Why not sit here and let me hold you."

Ji Nuan sat unmoving in his embrace. However, his suffering caused her heart to be in discomfort.

The man held her this way; his head pressed against her snow-white neck. His burning hot kiss landed on her collarbone, causing her body to shiver.