Xiao Yu held her as he stooped to reach for something, pressing closer to her, and his cheek even touched the area in front of her chest.
Sheng Shushu unexpectedly felt the sensitive spot touched and let out a soft moan.
Reflexively trying to push him away, the cellphone she was holding in her hand dropped under the seat.
After a clatter, Xiao Yu did not know if he had gotten the item, but he slightly increased the distance between them and stood up straight.
Looking at her.
Sheng Shushu opened her mouth.
"I, didn't mean to do that."
She wanted to sound nonchalant, but for some reason, she could not control herself in front of him, her mind filled with images that should not be there.
Whether it was their first night together last time or the countless nights in her past life, Xiao Yu was fond of her attractive figure and striking measurements.
It wasn't just fondness, it was more like an infatuation; his hands, mouth, it, all liked them.
