With a beauty in his arms, the tender and fragrant soft jade.
Liu Lanzi was wearing only a pair of shorts, while Song Guanchao had on nothing but his underwear.
Their bodies made extensive, unobstructed contact, a situation that would elicit a response from any man.
But having a response and taking action are two different matters.
Watching Song Guanchao deliberately adjust his body to maintain a safe distance, Liu Lanzi's admiration for him deepened.
He did not take advantage of her vulnerability.
In fact, he could have done nothing and just maintained that contact; under these circumstances, she wouldn't have said a thing.
Yet Song Guanchao still kept his distance.
From this alone, it was evident that he was a man with principles.
Even a woman with a heart of cement would find it hard not to fall for a man like Song Guanchao.
Her palm rubbing over her thighs and calves, a faint friction, her body temperature was slowly rising.
