"What are you doing!"
Feeling Song Guanchao's body pressing against her, Liang Jiajia's body suddenly tensed.
"Aren't you asking me to stay with you?"
"I, I didn't ask you to get into bed!"
"What should we do then? I'm already up here, you can't expect me to sit on the edge, right? What if I catch a cold in the middle of the night?"
"Then... then you must not touch me."
Just as she finished speaking, there came a "boom" of thunder from outside the window.
Then, Song Guanchao felt a soft and tender body snuggle into his arms.
Liang Jiajia shivered, pressing against him.
The parts not covered by the T-shirt were pressed tightly against him.
So tender!
So soft!
So fragrant!
Song Guanchao's emotions rippled, and he held her tightly.
With such close contact, for sure, there was a reaction down below.
And since she was so close, once there was a reaction, it immediately pressed against somewhere soft.
