Tang Song quietly felt the thrilling touch of his fingertips, the breath in his chest burning and urgent.
His gaze fell on Shen Yuyan, whose expression was blurred in his embrace. He clearly noticed that she was intentionally restraining herself, yet still silently accommodating.
This ambiguous and forbidden posture made a strong and extreme sense of conquest rise within him.
"Let's agree first—losers must pay up, no cheating allowed!"
Xu Qing yelled excitedly, not realizing that the atmosphere had already dangerously veered off track.
She freed one hand to remove her blindfold.
At the moment her fingertips touched the edge of the blindfold.
Shen Yuyan's body trembled slightly, gently pushing Tang Song's arm.
Only then did Tang Song silently withdraw his right hand from the yoga pants, a meaningful smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Shen Yuyan quickly averted her gaze, her face red like blazing clouds.
Yet her body continued to tremble slightly.
