The room was dimly lit, adding a touch of misty grace.
The two were very close.
If Wei Zhao lowered his head, he could seal her lips.
The man exuded a dangerous aura, his breathing momentarily heavy.
"Yu Tingwan."
Yu Tingwan innocently replied, "Hmm?"
Wei Zhao found it hard to explain, "Why are you just..."
"What?"
Wei Zhao sighed, "Don't be so reckless."
Yu Tingwan: ????
Listen to that!
What kind of words are those!
Everything was fine, yet he threatened her.
Wei Zhao's outer robe somehow slipped to the ground, and with the brazier burning, he wasn't wearing much.
Yu Tingwan also... was down to just a thin garment.
Wei Zhao wrapped his arm around the girl's slim waist, holding her close, forcing her nearer.
Her breath hitched slightly.
Why did it feel like...
Why did it feel like...
The contours were more pronounced than what she had seen before...
This was clearly uncharted territory for her.
Yu Tingwan was quite eager to learn.
