It's already late, what if someone comes looking for him?
Or, what if Aunt Wang suddenly appears?
Yu Zexiao lowered his head, seeing her wearing his shirt.
The top two buttons of the shirt were left undone, loosely hanging on her body.
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Her body was covered everywhere with marks he had left, blue and purple, like blooming plum blossoms in the snow, dazzling and evocative. Her twisting made them seem half-revealed, adding to the allure.
His gaze slid down along the shirt to its hem. The shirt just barely covered her most crucial parts. The visual impact, her appearance allowing him to indulge, was truly tempting.
