Wang Chen had not expected Xiao Yan to suddenly fall into his embrace.
Caught off guard, he did not lift his hands to support her, and because of his brief daze, Xiao Yan, who had just tumbled into his arms, began to slide down once more.
Realizing she was about to hit the corner of the table, Wang Chen sharply came to his senses and instinctively reached out to hold Xiao Yan.
Umm~!
In her haziness, Xiao Yan let out a moan that sent shivers down one's spine.
That sound set Wang Chen's mind adrift, and the softness in his hands reignited the restless feeling that had just begun to subside, spreading throughout his body once again.
Just now, he had instinctively reached out and embraced her, but he had done so with perfect precision around her slender waist.
Their posture at the moment was filled with an ambiguous air.
The bewildered look in Xiao Yan's raised eyes, along with the comfortable expression on Wang Chen's face, filled the somewhat empty room with a romantic mood.
