Pei Ye personally took off the clothes he was wearing.
Even those not worn by him were taken off by him.
When Li Xizhou was put down, her hands were still around his neck, sitting by the bed, smiling and asking him why he didn't need guiding this time.
Pei Ye wanted to say who hasn't untied a rope before, but what he saw pressed down the words in his throat.
It truly was a strange and intense sweetness, addictive at the first taste. Pei Ye felt like he was floating; he originally thought he would be more nervous and stiff, but actually, a deeper drive had the upper hand. Their nervousness and shyness were almost just seasoning.
Pei Ye found that he really loved kissing her.
