The declaration made Gu Zixuanxin shiver.
Feng Chengjin glanced coldly at Amy after speaking, wrapped his arm around Gu Zixuan's waist, turned into the room, and casually closed the door.
Outside the door, Amy was frozen in surprise, thinking about how Gu Zixuan definitely didn't have a D-cup chest, feeling quite haunted.
Inside, Feng Chengjin turned so hastily that when he pinned Gu Zixuan against the wall, their gaze slightly stiffened.
It was unintended, yet it collided into heart palpitations.
Inside the room, since Feng Chengjin had indeed been resting earlier, he hadn't turned on the lights. Only the distant silver moon against the blue sea sprinkled tranquility and peace over the bedroom.
At this moment, accompanied by alluring hues, Feng Chengjin lowered his eyes to look at the woman so close to him.
Her face was flushed, and with this violent collision, her breath still trembled.
