Yue Xiaoqian’s body shuddered. Her arms tightly held Long Chen’s waist as they immersed themselves in that feeling.

Eventually, the two of them slowly parted. Yue Xiaoqian still had wet marks on her face, and she didn’t dare to look at Long Chen’s fiery gaze. Instead, she plastered her face into Long Chen’s sturdy chest, feeling his wild heartbeat. Her heart was doing the same.

“It’s like a drum.”

Yue Xiaoqian suddenly smiled. Long Chen’s heartbeat really was like a drum.

“It’s like a honey peach.”

Long Chen also made a comparison.

“What?” Yue Xiaoqian looked at him in confusion.

Long Chen wriggled his eyebrows at her and licked his lips. “Fragrant and delicious.”

“Scoundrel.” Yue Xiaoqian couldn’t help lightly hitting him a few times for that joke, making Long Chen laugh. “Stop! Otherwise, I’ll tell my mom you bullied me!”

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