He couldn't help but lean against the door, breathing heavily.
His chest rose and fell continuously, and his beautiful, delicate face flushed red and then turned pale, with an indescribably complex expression in his eyes.
He wanted to calm himself down, yet his body simply wouldn't cooperate.
Wen Yu couldn't help but curse softly, then closed his eyes, trying to soothe his mood.
Giving himself enough time.
However, the more he tried to do this, things went even more against his wishes.
Once his eyes were closed, all he could see in his mind was her image, more specifically, the way she danced so closely with him...!
Her figure was exceedingly beautiful, her gaze pure yet alluring.
Carrying an indescribable sexiness.
The more he thought about it, the tenser his body became, especially so.
Finally, in utter helplessness, he slowly opened his eyes, resigning himself to his fate.
Once again, he leaned against the door.
How conflicting a person can be.
