The way his arm was wrapped so tightly around her waist, it felt like he was about to snap her in half.
It hurt! In his arms, she was just like a vulnerable bunny with no way to escape.
Right when she was about to lose her breath, he slowly let go of her mouth.
An'an instantly started to inhale the fresh air when she had the chance to. Tears trickled down her face.
The tip of his nose was on hers, he was also gasping for air. He was naked on the top and his chest muscles were pumping, exuding a masculine aura.
If it was any other woman, especially one who was mature, to see him like that, they were probably going to drool to death and go crazy.
In the darkness, their bodies were close together, hot and heavy against the door.
Slap!
An'an lifted her hand and slapped his face forcefully.
His head whipped to the side from the force of her slap.
An'an pushed him away and ran out of the room.
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