on behalf of Mimo's memory

the strange fragrance made Li Xiang's consciousness became more and more sluggish, and there seemed to be a fire in his body, which was burning more and more, there was a faint heat flow between his legs, and a large piece of fabric was wet, he couldn't help but gently embrace the person in his arms and smelling a puff from that fragrance from his neck.

when the evil thoughts showed up in his heart, a hand grabbed him from behind his collars and pulled him away then directly threw him on the floor.