After the kiss, Ah Jiu still felt unsatisfied, observing the slightly swollen, moist lips of the person beneath him in the moonlight. He swallowed hard, feeling a surge of heat rushing to a certain part of his body.
After not seeing her for half a year, she seemed even more beautiful.
Wufu, feeling uncomfortable from the weight, shifted slightly. The person on top of her suddenly tensed, noticing the change in his body, she froze too.
"You..."
Instinctively, she wanted to look, but Ah Jiu swiftly covered her eyes with his hand, awkwardly rolling off her and lying beside her, breathing heavily.
Wufu giggled; she had watched movies before—how could she not understand what that was?
"What's so funny!" Ah Jiu reached out and gently pinched her waist. This little rascal, she clearly provoked him yet dared to laugh.
Wufu's hand slid down to his waist, deliberately moving lower. Ah Jiu's face displayed shock as he quickly grabbed her hand.
