I want to kiss her.
The slow movement lets Gu Zixuan know what he wants to do.
Youxuan is asleep, and she doesn't refuse much.
Feng Chengjin's charm and magnetism are innate.
Feeling the oppressive atmosphere in the air with its burning heat, gently leaning towards her.
Gu Zixuanxin throbs inch by inch.
For some reason, even though they've kissed many times before, this environment, with a warm amber light spilling softly in the bedroom.
Gu Zixuan still feels a kind of first-time nervousness.
Feng Chengjin's shadow is cast over.
The dense atmosphere makes Gu Zixuan's heart pound even harder. Her whole blood is drawn to the surface of her skin, radiating with heat, penetrating every pore.
Her throat is dry, longing for something like a kiss.
The sensitive nerves all over her body are waiting for a solid and comforting embrace.
But the next moment, just five centimeters from being able to kiss her forehead.
Feng Chengjin stops.
Gaze locked, eyes meeting.
