His legs were long, so he arrived at the floor-to-ceiling window after a few steps.
He turned her around so that she could look at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
His strong arms were in front of her chest so that she didn't need to touch the cold glass. She only needed to use his arms as support.
Their most intimate parts were still pressed against each other.
Mu Xiaoxiao's mind was clearer, and she understood what he wanted to do.
This guy, not only did he have a crush on black lace, but he also couldn't forget this floor-to-ceiling window ...
What a beast!
She cursed in her heart, but her body couldn't help but tremble as she became his captive.
At this moment, all her senses were under his control.
He was her God, her everything.
