But with so many people around, Yang Shu, despite desperately wanting to cling to Qianxun's thighs and have his fill, dared not to.
Suppressing the desire in his heart, Yang Shu lay down in a very gentlemanly manner after Qianxun did.
Then, at the photographer's request, he reached out his arm.
Qianxun furrowed her brows slightly, but it wasn't unbearable.
Just then, a quilt was placed over the two by a staff member, shaken a few times to create a fluffy effect.
Simultaneously, Qianxun felt a warm touch glide quickly over her thigh.
For a moment, her eyes narrowed.
Harass her?
Motherfucker, you probably don't know what happened to the last person who dared to touch me!
But Qianxun didn't immediately explode.
She needed to confirm whether the other person did it on purpose or if it was an accidental touch.
If there was a second time?
…
At this moment, Yang Shu displayed a mask of seriousness.
