A warm pair of hands quickly ran across Qian Lan's stomach and she felt her body weaken.
"Zichen..."
"Relax, I won't bully you," Mo Zichen mumbled beside her ear.
Qian Lan closed her eyes and slowly relaxed. At this time, Mo Zichen moved away from her body and removed his shirt.
Qian Lan opened her eyes and saw Mo Zichen's firm body. She was quite surprised. Even though it wasn't the first time they were in the same bed together, she had never seen his body properly.
It turned out, he simply looked a little weak, but when he removed his clothes, he was actually so fit.
Of course, the scars on his body made Qian Lan's heart ache.
Soon, his body lay on top of hers again. Qian Lan looked at the scar on his chest and gently brushed her hand against it, "Does it hurt a lot?"
