Warm fragrance and soft jade ignite endless imagination.
Especially now, the two of them are so close, and she is standing right in front of him.
With a slight bend, leaning forward, just a bow of his head, he could kiss her perfect contours.
The delicate scent makes his head dizzy, almost out of control.
Actually, he should say, he has already lost control.
His large hand strengthened its grip, pulling the girl, who was still in a shocked state of mind travel, towards him.
Wu Ming bowed his head, inhaling deeply.
He can't be blamed for acting like a lecher; in truth, this girl is indeed his.
But now, he can only look but not taste, which is driving him mad with desire!
That soft little figure, he truly wants to... bite down hard...
Baili Xia is truly disoriented by the names Uncle and Wu Ming.
The two figures seem to overlap, yet after overlapping, they quickly separate.
Wu Ming is distinctly before her eyes, yet Uncle can converse with her from a thousand miles away.
