Because the first time was in the bathtub, the mark of her virginity was nowhere to be found.
The only evidence that could prove what happened last night was the still lingering pain.
Han Junhua felt the unforgettable sharp pain and a hollowness in her mind, but it was soon filled up by something else…
It was difficult to describe.
She was hugged tight by the muscular arm; she slightly moved her neck and adjusted into a more comfortable position while savoring the inexplicable after feeling.
[If I could… from this warmth…]
Of course, she knew if Psychic Commissar could be removed this easily, she would be underestimating the power of technology.
She lied flat while staring at the ceiling.
She felt tired, so she temporarily gave up on thinking.
The warm but heavy breathing hushed into her ear and made her tickle, but it was also oddly reassuring.
