Gu Lanshan was somewhat perplexed and urged, "Shi'er, what are you doing?"
Sheng Shi then silently exhaled a long breath, raised his slender fingers, which trembled slightly as they reached for Gu Lanshan's clothes.
Gu Lanshan still felt that Sheng Shi was dawdling, like a woman, and just as she was about to speak up, she felt his hand touch her lapel, a kind of indescribable amorous feeling swiftly swept over her tender heart, and she immediately closed her mouth, her body subconsciously tensing up.
She felt Sheng Shi's hand slowly lifting her clothes.
The car's heater was on, it wasn't cold, but she shuddered anyway.
The man's hand was a distance from her skin, but she still felt a thrilling heat slowly creeping up her back.
