This sturdy chest, and this familiar scent…
Her heart panicked, one hand holding Xiaobao, the other forcefully pushing against his chest!
But, each time in such moments, he had never let her have her way. The harder she pushed, the tighter he held her.
She was pressed into his embrace, like a pitiful little rabbit, unable to lift her head while being crushed by him.
The scent at the tip of her nose grew clearer, and at that moment, her heart inexplicably started thumping wildly.
She didn't even need to lift her head to know who it was—it was only him, who could dominate in such a direct manner!
Yet, she hadn't expected their reunion to be in such a scene, with her somewhat in disarray, and him, still as commanding as a sovereign.
He pressed down on her, making her breathless.
It seemed not enough for him; he tightened his embrace even more.
With the thin clothing of summer, their chests almost touching, she could hear his stable and even heartbeat.
