Her hand rested uneasily on his chest, feeling every cell in her body excitedly shouting.
Her mouth was dry, her tongue parched, and her heart was beating so fast.
Oh my, this position was too explicit, too erotic...
"Move yourself," Gu Yixuan seemed oblivious to her embarrassment, comfortably leaning against the bathtub, he patted her buttocks.
Mo Ran tried moving a few times, her face growing redder, like a cooked shrimp.
"Bigger movements," the tone of the person beneath her was clearly unsatisfied.
She gave him an annoyed glance, he made it sound so easy, but she was already feeling very shy.
Gu Yixuan's eyes were fixed on her, unblinking, growing darker, as if a storm was brewing within them.
"Ranran."
"Hmm..."
"You truly must have been sent from heaven to torment me. With the way you're moving, I guess you'll torment me to death!"
Having said that, he grabbed her waist and thrust vigorously up and down, the movements were rapid.
