Although Shi Mo had not managed to reach the final step, it had been enough to make Fang Mo'er go weak.
She was panting heavily as she leaned into his embrace. Most of her clothes had already been removed, revealing everything that was supposed to be exposed.
However, the man was still fully dressed. Even the buttons of his shirt were still meticulously buttoned.
On one hand, it was a beautiful scene, on the other hand, it was orderly. Obviously, his hands were responsible for the licentious actions, yet he was still fully dressed, as if the hands that were causing trouble did not belong to him.
As Fang Mo'er was gasping for breath, the man's eyes had already turned dark.
However, he still restrained himself. Now was not the time. Naturally, he would continue once they reached their place of residence.
