President Mu seemed to have no self-awareness at all, calmly asking, "Where am I poking you?"
Such a rogue, with no bottom line.
Nan Wan felt like she could hear the sound of her own teeth grinding. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
Then she spoke, "I'm begging you, just let me roll off, this way neither of us can sleep well."
That thing was pressed against her lower abdomen. Even through two layers of pajamas, its presence was still strong.
She didn't dare to move, even her breathing was as low as possible, and half of her body was numb.
President Mu was also helpless, "It's all your fault."
Too much abstinence, can only look but not touch, even a little action can trigger endless desire.
Nan Wan blinked her eyes, earnestly advising, "You let go, we'll both be relieved."
"In your dreams," President Mu coldly laughed, tightening his embrace, "If I can't sleep, don't even think about sleeping."
Nan Wan, "..."
