The cold wind howled outside the window, but inside it was warm like spring.
A unique aura filled Ye Fan's room.
Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, casting two hazy silhouettes on the wide bed!
"Brother Ye..."
Zi Huan murmured, her eyes blurred, leaning softly against Ye Fan, her fingers like jade softly tracing circles on his chest.
The phrase "ice skin and jade bones" could not suffice to describe Zi Huan's enchanting body. Her hair, as smooth as flowing blue silk, cascaded past Ye Fan, a sensation both cool and tickling.
At this moment, Ye Fan's clothes had also disappeared without a trace, revealing his translucent skin.
"Mm..."
It wasn't clear who initiated it, but suddenly their lips pressed tightly together, and their breathing became chaotic.
Zi Huan held Ye Fan's muscular body tightly, murmuring incoherent syllables, as if in discomfort, but also pleasure.
Their bodies pressed together as if they wanted to merge into one.
