-037- May I?
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Their breaths intertwined. Xuan Yang barely dared to breathe. The hand pressed against the man's abdomen couldn't help but twist his sweater. Zhou Dang's seductive face was right in front of her. After rubbing her nose, he didn't pull away. Instead, he placed his other hand on her cheek, tilting her chin up.
"Who were you on the phone with just now?"
Xuan Yang felt as if she had lost all self-awareness. Every inhale and exhale was controlled by Zhou Dang's rhythm. She stared straight into his eyes, unable to help swallowing, her voice hoarse: "Lanlan..."
Zhou Dang's fingertips gently stroked the skin of her chin, causing a slight itch.
"What were you talking about?" He wasn't in a hurry to kiss her, just lingering and chatting with her.
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