"I feel bad about leaving my parents and little brother all alone," Tang Yue's eyes sparkled with moving light.
Mo Siyu knew he couldn't convince her and simply stopped trying, sealing her lips with a kiss, pouring all the emotions of parting into this prolonged, intertwined kiss.
Tang Yue responded.
It seemed to greatly encourage Mo Siyu.
In the end... not only did Mo Siyu not dispel the yearning in his heart, but it kindled a fire within him that was only calmed by a cold shower.
Tang Yue burrowed into the blanket, the scene from just before still playing on her mind. She blushed and covered her face; she had been too forward just now.
No, no, that can't happen again next time.
Mo Siyu restrained himself from touching her, but between a couple alone in a room, it was inevitable to want to get close to one another.
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