r her. 。Warmth dared not move, under his gaze, her heart ached. 。He looked down at the woman beneath him, his eyes were filled with lust, her clothes were disheveled, and her cheeks were flushed red....Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."d in unison, a warm awkwardness settling over them for a moment before a helpless smile broke out. “I don’t want to say, just stop pushing me,” they said. “Sometimes, being apart isn’t about not lovi...