"Ouch, my arm!" Lin Yuan gasped for breath, her elbows feeling as if they didn't belong to her, painfully sore.
Xia Zheng, pinned to the ground with Lin Yuan's chest pressed harshly against his face, let out a satisfied and enjoyable moan. Although he was almost suffocating, the soft, fragrant spot touching his nose made him reluctant to let go.
Only after struggling to prop her elbows off the ground did Lin Yuan realize that the most painful part was not her elbows, but her chest!
"Ah! You pervert!"
Pushing hard against the ground, Lin Yuan sprang up like a carp, fists clenched tight, but upon seeing Xia Zheng sprawled beneath her, she couldn't help but laugh.
"So silly, you clearly couldn't catch me, yet you still had to show off! I should have brought a ladder."
No wonder Lin Yuan teased him; Dong Qing had actually prepared a ladder for him, but using a ladder to climb a wall in front of the woman he loved? That's too embarrassing!