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Although the embrace was somewhat tight and breathing a bit uncomfortable,
for Zhang Xiaofan, the sensation had its own appeal.
A faint scent invaded the tip of his nose, touching the heart and so soothing.
While embracing, their bodies pressed against each other.
What Zhang Xiaofan felt was nothing but soft pressure.
It seemed the saying that women are made of water might have some truth to it.
Being held by Miao Yuchen like this, although physically uncomfortable, was a sort of unconventional pleasure!
No, that's not right!
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan sensed something was amiss.
Even though they were clothed, they each only wore one layer.
The kind of softness that comes from being padded with bras shouldn't be possible!
Could it be?
Miao Yuchen wasn't wearing a bra!
Zhang Xiaofan was certain of it, as a cartoon-patterned bra was conspicuously lying on the small bed.
Clearly, Miao Yuchen had taken it off.
Perhaps for a more comfortable sleep.
"Gulp!"
