His husky and sexy voice was still reverberating in her ears.
Do you want it?
All she could hear was her voice saying, "Yes."
Xiao Yi gave a low laugh and his lips lifted up slightly in a charming way. His calloused hand finally stopped at her waist.
Xia Yanran did not stop him and looked at him with her face red.
He had no excessive gentleness or actions.
Or, for her, there was no need to do anything more. From the moment she regretted breaking up, she had dreamed about whether she could be with him like she was now.
Thinking about the suffering and pain during this period of time, Xia Yanran tightened her grip on the man's shoulders.
It seemed like only in this way could she really feel that he was still beside her. That they were together again.
After it ended, he buried his face in her neck, his heavy breath on her skin. She held his waist tightly, their bodies pressed together intimately.
