Shen Luo'an's gaze was as deep as a bottomless ocean.
Shen Manting vaguely sensed a hint of danger, but it was precisely this danger that made her eagerly look forward to what was coming.
Her soft palms lingered on his object. Shen Luo'an was getting stiffer and stiffer with each passing second.
"Manting..." Shen Luo'an murmured in a hoarse voice and pressed her up against him. The burning desire in his voice made her flinch.
"Honey..." Shen Manting suddenly felt scared. Her hands were getting hotter on his body.
She quickly withdrew her hands from him, but she heard Shen Luo'an whisper, "Don't move."
Shen Manting was startled by his words and did not dare to move a muscle.
At the same time, she gazed at him with a puzzled expression. "What is it?" she asked him timidly.
Seeing her helpless look, Shen Luo'an immediately felt a twinge of inexplicable guilt.
His tense body became more and more uncomfortable.
