Su Shijie glanced down at the fair, delicate hand, softly coughing, "Dumbo, let go…"
Zhuo Junyi bit her lip, gripping his hand tighter, "The small couch you're sleeping on isn't comfortable, I promise I won't move, is that ok?"
Saying words like these at this moment, Su Shijie had an urge to throttle her.
"Let go…"
"No…"
They were at a standstill momentarily until Su Shijie clenched his teeth determinedly, holding her waist and pushing her onto the bed.
Su Shijie felt like he'd reached his limit and abruptly opened her nightgown.
As it was empty inside, once pulled open, it wholly revealed her figure.
For a moment, both were taken aback.
Su Shijie stared at her exposed chest, and Zhuo Junyi at his face, both their faces turned bright red.
The next second, before Zhuo Junyi could react, Su Shijie had pinned her on the bed and was kissing her fervently.
This time, the kiss was extraordinarily intense.
She could feel his hot breath, like burning lava erupting from a volcano.
