Song Yaoyao was shocked. The skin was like a piece of burnt metal that caused her too quickly flinch.
But her hand was quickly pulled back and placed on top of the man's bare skin...
"Gege..." Song Yaoyao blinked. Her dark eyes were moist.
Underneath the lighting, the man's eyes were dark like a deep pool that could swallow one whole. Just one glance was enough to make people surrender and unable to resist.
Of course...
It was possible that they didn't want to resist...
The scene she had been dreaming about had now become reality.
The skin under her hand was soft and tight. It felt good to touch!
After she overcame her desires, Song Yaoyao was reluctant to take her hands off him.
"Do you like touching it?"
Song Yaoyao shuffled over to Huo Yunque's side and nodded her head. "Yes."
"Do their muscles feel better or mine?"
"Yours—"
Just as she finished speaking, Song Yaoyao sensed something wasn't right.
