[Divine Kunlun Sect, Battle Arena]
"Hmm?" Feeling a heavy weight on her body, she opened her eyes in a daze. She dared to close her eyes in front of her opponent because based on his tiny strength now, he couldn't harm her. Who would expect that….
Mu An Wen buried his face in her white neck. The hot breath spayed on her neck, his whole body was pressing on her. She could felt his perfect body's structures clearly.
White clothes intertwined, their black hair like the string that tied together. His tall nose and soft lips touched her neck faintly.
Huang Ying Yue was stunned and was about to push him away since she didn't use to stranger's touch when she felt the waters dropped on her neck. Is he crying? She frowned.
