The sunlight poured down, filling the room with golden radiance, and the warm sun dispelled the night's chill.
With the bright light, Chen Mo lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms.
Lin Jingzhu rested on his arm, her two snowy long legs wrapped around him, clinging tightly like a koala bear not letting go.
Why do the heroines always like to sneak into my bed?
Chen Mo couldn't help but fall into contemplation.
But then again...
Why is she not wearing any clothes?!
Lin Jingzhu's martial robe was nowhere to be seen, and she was wearing only a white silk bellyband, her cold white skin somewhat dazzling in the sunlight, and her pretty face showing a faint blush.
Her beauty was rich and her intent profound, she was modest yet genuine, her skin fair and delicate, her body well-proportioned and tight, without a trace of extra flesh.
And Chen Mo's sinful hand reached into the bellyband, gently grasping...
