Duan Yanhao sucked in a breath of cold air, and the light in his eyes darkened.
He grabbed Bai Yaoyao's hands with one hand and pulled the zipper on her back with the other.
With a Swoosh, the zipper was pulled down.
The clothes that Duan Yanhao bought for Bai Yaoyao all had a zipper at the back, so that he could take them off easily.
Bai Yaoyao's face flushed red, and her eyes turned misty.
Her back was empty, and when she felt the cold air, she instinctively shrank into Duan Yanhao's embrace.
"It's cold, don't ..."
Bai Yaoyao's voice was extremely soft, and it made one's heart itch.
She didn't know that her subconscious actions had triggered Duan Yanhao even more.
Duan Yanhao's hands were placed on her back, their skin touching each other. Bai Yaoyao could not help but shiver.
She called Duan Yanhao's name out of reflex."Yanhao ... Yan ..."
