His legs were on top of hers and he wrapped them within his own. He trapped her arms in his and enveloped her in his embrace.
Despite wearing a nightgown, she could still feel the scalding heat transmitting from his skin.
Her cheek was pressed against his satiny skin and she felt his incredible warmth.
Since her arms were also locked by him, she had nowhere to place them. All she could do was align them stiffly by her side, as though she was bound by an invisible rope.
Qi Chengzhi curled his lips on top of her head. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his waist, whereby his firm yet flexible muscles were able to sense the softness of her hands. Unable to restrain his emotions, he wrapped her even tighter in his embrace.
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In her hazy morning slumber, Song Yu felt a hand crawling up her body. It began its journey from her belly up and her skin began to feel cold.
