After a long while, accompanied by a gulping sound, Qian Renxue wiped the white stain from the corner of her mouth and glared irritably at Mo Chen. "It's all your fault."
Lying on the bed, Mo Chen scratched his head, a faint flush of red washing over his face that was hard to detect. He gave an awkward chuckle and slowly sat up.
As his body shifted, his sturdy, powerful, and sharply defined upper torso was gradually revealed to the air, exuding a unique masculine charm.
Chapter 33