Chen Nan was suddenly and unexpectedly embraced by Shen Qinglan, her warm and soft body pressed close, causing his muscles to tense instantly.
Shen Qinglan's skin was delicate like creamy jade, carrying the moisture from her bath and a faint rose scent. Wet strands of hair fell upon his shoulders and neck, slightly cool but gradually warming due to their body heat.
Chen Nan could clearly feel her ample breasts pressing against his chest.
The astonishing softness and elasticity caused his breath to falter, and his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.
Even more deadly was her slender waist, unconsciously twisting lightly in front of him. Her smooth skin brushed against his abdomen, each tiny touch sending electric currents through his nerves.
His breathing grew heavier, blood rushing madly downward, and a certain area swelled uncontrollably, nearly bursting through the thin fabric!
