"I..." Su Yaogeng just uttered one word, and was once again overwhelmed by Han Siqu's steadiness, causing her entire consciousness to become muddled. She had never experienced intimacy between a man and a woman, so she was completely out of her own control, her palm felt as if it was burning, making her even more powerless...
"I," Su Yaogeng's voice, intermittent, after a while, she finally said two words: "Alright,——"
"It's alright——"
She finally managed to say it, but Su Yaogeng's face was already so hot that she felt as though she was about to combust herself. After all, this sort of thing was too, too embarrassing. If it weren't for having drunk some wine today, she truly wouldn't have been able to say it...
