Yu Xiaozhe felt that a certain part of his body was about to lose control.
This won't do.
It's not the right time yet.
Yu Xiaozhe, if you do this, Xingxing will hate you.
Xingxing...
"Damn..."
Yu Xiaozhe abruptly shut his eyes, a national curse slipping out.
At a time like this, how could he possibly endure with such a beloved person before him?!
"Mmm, Brother Ze... why are you ignoring me..."
"Xingxing is so hot..."
"Mm... undress... I want to undress..."
"Get up... it's so hot..."
"Oh no, don't go... you're so cool..."
Ruan Xingwen's consciousness had long been scattered by the drug's effects. Now, he discarded his usual restraint, following only his body's instincts, moving closer to a cooler body.
Yu Xiaozhe was caught between Ruan Xingwen's persistent approach and whining, and his own principles.
Endurance is the most tormenting.
