"Wanwan... relax, it will be alright." Sensing her tensing up again, Su Chaoyang reminded her in a soft, husky voice that was rather seductive.
"Mmm..." Mu Xiangwan unconsciously relaxed her clenched fists.
Separated by just a few centimeters, they gazed deeply into each other's eyes.
...
It might have been a long while, or maybe just a few minutes had passed, when the girl suddenly cried out. She lay on the bed, as weak as a puddle of water, unable to move.
