"I'm sorry. I… Well, you should let go first."
How could Xia Jinyuan let go? Such a good thing suddenly happened so early in the morning. It was really… a surprise!
Instead of letting go, he gave a low, deep laugh. "I'm not letting go. You're finally taking the initiative. I can't bear to let go."
That was right. The top dandy prince of the capital back then was starting to act like a hooligan again.
"I didn't mean to. You… Let go now!"
Xia Jinyuan, who was 'tortured' until he was panting heavily, did not stop her. He only gripped her hand and did not allow her to move away. His strong and muscular chest heaved up and down. His smooth and beautiful muscles were extremely tense. Occasionally, Ye Jian could see his lean and beautiful chest muscles twitching… From the honest reaction of his body, what he was feeling was not torture but enjoyment.
