If one were to say that Feng Chengjin's body wasn't stiffened, that's impossible.
Especially with such a bold move from Gu Zixuan.
Mo Tong's gaze rippled slightly downcast.
In just a moment, the warmth of the medicine settling in the stomach, coupled with the body heat of the person in his embrace, spread a feeling of warmth throughout his entire being.
The hand resting on her waist exerted a slight pressure, he said: "You..."
Gu Zixuan felt her face was so embarrassed that there was no place to hide it, she buried her head even deeper and said: "Don't speak."
The arm wrapped around his waist tightened a bit more.
There was no more explicit hint than this, especially with the shy charm on her face that mesmerized him.
Faster, the heat in Feng Chengjin's blood boiled and surged into steam, burning through the entire abdominal cavity.
Forget about coldness, at this moment the dictionary might not even have the word "cold".
Mo Tong's eyes brightened.
