It must be said, Zhu Zishan's upper body was completely sprawled on Luo Yang's chest.
It seemed Hua XiYi hadn't expected Luo Yang would use his mouth to silence hers. In that instant when their lips met, her delicate body shuddered violently again.
Additionally, Luo Yang hooked his left arm around Hua XiYi's slender waist. Such an intimate move made Hua XiYi feel awkward.
She was already laughing out of frustration, but now she was even more irritated, laughing harder, with the sound echoing in her throat.
When Hua XiYi laughed, Luo Yang could feel her softness pressing against him.
Under the moonlight, by the sea, next to the coconut trees, on the stone bench.
Dark night, cold wind, warm people.
If not for Zhu Zishan's fierce struggle, Luo Yang might have wanted to keep silencing Hua XiYi with his lips.
After their lips parted, Hua XiYi's giggles grew even louder.
