He and she lay embraced on the damp, rocky ground. The cave was narrow, barely accommodating two people. In no time, Xu Xiangyang felt the temperature around him rising, and he became hot all over.
The thin summer shirt, soaked through by the water, clung to their skin, doing nothing to block the intense heat transferred between them as they hugged each other tightly; his palm gently caressed her hair, which was like water plants, the girl's body covered in dripping moisture.
Xu Xiangyang's gaze unintentionally drifted downward, where he saw the outline of underwear beneath the wet fabric and the faint hint of flesh tone;
His hand brushed through the long hair and finally rested near the slender waist of the girl, feeling the surprisingly soft touch of her skin; his gaze continued downward to her slender back and rounded hips, prompting thoughts of Tianshan's ridgeline after the snow melts in spring.
