"No..."
Shen Niantang whispered in protest, not daring to make any excessive movements for fear of accidentally causing trouble again.
Gu Tingchuan paused for a moment, then let out a helpless sigh. He raised his head, his deep eyes filled with suppressed desire. The damp fringe of hair across his forehead stuck to his skin in disarray. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, his voice raspy.
Chapter 86