The season of falling snow (7)

Xie Yan 'er's heart trembled when she heard xiajun Zihao's words.

For some reason, she seemed to have understood something from this sentence.

Xiajun Zihao held her firmly in place. The more she struggled, the harder he pressed her down. At this time, the two of them were very close, so close that she could smell the elegant and dark fragrance on his body. It was especially clean and refreshing.

She knew that it was his scent. It was unique and intoxicating.

Xie Yan 'er felt that she was very disappointing, and her heart was beating wildly.

She was clearly heartbroken, she was so upset that she wanted to cry, she had told herself that she was leaving this time and would never come back.

However, because of this touch, her heart actually started to throb.

He had forgotten all the emotions he had just felt, only remembering the palpitations of his heart at this moment.

Her heart was beating uncontrollably as she was attracted to him.