Chu Shiyao merely tilted her elegantly contoured chin slightly, a smile playing on her crimson lips.
Just as Cheng Xin prepared to turn his gaze toward the window, Chu Shiyao moved. Her supple body leaned toward him without warning, her movements as light as a feather. Before Cheng Xin could react, a slender, smooth arm, cool to the touch, wrapped around his right arm like a lithe serpent.
Cheng Xin’s body stiffened instantly. Through the thin fabric of his suit, he could clearly feel the startling softness and elasticity pressing against his arm. The full curve clung tightly to his limb, rising and falling with her gentle breaths, creating a series of subtle, fleeting sensations of friction. A more intense, lingering fragrance drifted into his nostrils, stirring his senses.
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